Chris Evans Daughter Novels & Stories

Riza whispered to their maids. Greg is playing with their son which made me feel uneasy. He never did that to Lyca. They never played together as father and daughter. "Again, I am Chris and this is Gracelyn. The chubby little girl here is her daughter." Chris said to open up a conversation. "Her daughter? Are you not two married?" Greg asked while he put his son unto his lap. "We're just friends." I said in which Chris agreed with a nod. "Then where is your husband?" He asked.

she said and walked away. Evan followed her to a room where he found Jean and a young girl playing house. As soon as Jean saw them, he stood up and greeted Evan. Erica went to the little girl and Carried her. 'Uncle Evan," Erica told the girl pointing at Evan. The little girl smiled. 'Evan, meet Elise, my daughter." Evan's heart melted seeing the adorable girl. She looked exactly like their mother and had the nose of Ethan. He knelt before them and spread his arms. The little girl hid her face behind her mother.

I didn't even know if I actually wanted to know the answer. "I was under the impression that your daughter was a teenager." "She is. She will only celebrate her eighteenth birthday next week." I took a deep breath, my eyes connecting with hers in a way that I had not prepared for. I was thankful that she seemed as shocked as I was, that it was not just me who was surprised by what I was learning. But even though I was now aware of the fact that she was a minor, that I now knew that I had no business being anywhere near her...

Chris My cousin, Jeff picks me up from the airport on Thursday night, and the next day, we drive to a restaurant to meet Evan. A wide smile breaks on my face when I see my old accomplice, the man I owe being reunited with my daughter, and we embrace. “You look good, man!” he exclaims. “A whole lot better than the last time I saw you. How is the kid?” “Her name is Muna now,” I answer. “And she’s great, thank you. She turned 4 this year”

I opened the door to find Chase, my beta, and his mate standing there. “Hey, man.” He spoke. “Is it true? Do you really have a kid with her and one on the way?” “Shhhhhh.’ I pushed him out the door. “Yes, it’s true. Myla and I have a daughter which neither of us knew about. Myla is pregnant with our pup now. She has no idea that Evie is actually our biological daughter. She can’t find out yet. Doc is afraid it would harm her recovery.” “You old dog you!” How the hell did you manage to knock her up without knowing her?” Chase exclaimed.

"Well, well, well. Another chance to get into the spotlight after all this drama? Not bad. Evie, get my wardrobe ready." Before the assistant could reply, her phone's notification sound popped. Immediately, she checked the message. "What's this? Huh! Ma'am, look at this. Someone uploaded a video of the governor's daughter!" Veronica recognized her. The girl who flung herself at Ethan, acting all charming and cute at the mayor's office was showing her true colours, fighting wildly against the men holding her. "When was this taken?" "Ma'am, it's from this morning at Reynolds Enterprises HQ," Evie informed her after reading the caption. "It's going viral. Her family must be embarrassed right no

I say flatly. "The little girl you abandoned is Chase Warren's wife. She has a daughter whose kidneys are failing, and she’s in the middle of a brutal custody fight to keep her." Evie stares at me. She doesn't move. The polished, untouchable facade shatters, leaving her paralyzed with shock. "You need to go speak to your children, Evie," I tell her, walking back toward the front door. "Because Nathanial is on the verge of figuring it all out."

Her voice trailed off into uncertain quietude. At last, she collected herself. “Dad… The father of my child is Ethan.” Evelyn’s eyes flared with something akin to betrayal—like shards of ice cutting through warmth. “What?” she gasped. Jefferson’s jaw dropped slightly; he stared at his daughter, speechless, murmuring dangerously low beneath his breath—a string of incomprehensible words that held all his fears and possibilities.

"For all the wrong I have done to you, and to Susan, and to your family. I know you don't like me—I know you have every right to hate the very ground I walk on. But I am willing to do whatever it takes. I will make whatever sacrifice, I will search every corner of this country, to make up for my wrongs and prove to you that I care about Chelsea. No matter how long it takes." "Well, how do you plan to do that?" Evans shouted, the hurt in his voice breaking through the anger, raw and bleeding. "My daughter is gone, Davis! She packed her life into bags and left because she was terrified! I can't even tell where my own child is sleeping tonight because of you! I told you to stay away from us. I

Edward asked. "My grandfather sent the image of her to my father and I saw her picture, it was on the night we met her. She is the oldest daughter of the Gray family in Los Angeles.” Nicholas replied. " The same Gray family? I thought the oldest daughter was sent abroad to study? So you mean that beautiful young girl we met a few days ago that was being chased by Rey was your second cousin?” Chris asked, completely shocked at this revelation. He didn't see this one coming at all. "No wonder, I thought you guys have similar gray eyes,” he added.