Dads Swap Daughters Novels & Stories

"What is this? How is this possible? Weren't you carrying triplets?" "Did someone swap the three babies?" The moment I walked in, all three men turned on me. Quinn rushed up to me. "Fiona, you were jealous that Jennifer gave birth to triplets, so you planned this. You swapped them out with this thing. I thought you'd actually changed for the better, but you were just waiting for the chance to steal our children." Grayson pointed at me and cursed. "I've never met anyone as vicious as you. Not only did you steal the babies, but you even replaced them with this cursed thing to frighten us."

It looked as good as anything sold in stores. "You're so skilled, Dad." Chuckling, Jeff said, "Although I'm just a nobody now, and I can't provide them with material stuff, I'll try my best to satisfy their spiritual needs. You're carrying two babies, so I made the crib extra large." "It looks awesome. I'll thank their grandpa for them in advance. Dad, I want to ask …" Olivia thought about her birth parents at the mention of "grandpa". Chloe didn't pay her any attention, but did Jeff not notice his daughter had been swapped as well?

They sat on the white couch opposite each other while I went ahead to stand by the glass wall behind Mr Knight's desk with my back turned to them, enjoying the amazing view as I listened to their conversation. "So what is it you want to talk about?" Mr Knight asked. "This might come a bit sudden but I want you to think it through before you give your reply," I heard my dad say before he sighed and continued, "it's about your daughters." "What about them? Did they do something wrong?" Mr Knight said with confusion laced in his voice. "No, not at all." My dad chuckled. "When I met your daughters, I admired their beauty and how well-mannered they are, and I would like it if you could give one o

"When you and your daughter were scheming against Genevieve, did you ever think about the consequences for our entire family? We could all be executed for treason!" My stepmother suddenly lunged at Father like a madwoman. "My lord! You can't be so partial! Cordelia is your flesh and blood too! How can you bear to send her to that peace marriage? Why does Genevieve get to marry the Crown Prince and live in luxury?" Father took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "I intended to return before the wedding. I traveled day and night without rest. The moment I entered the city gates, I heard about this absurd business of Cordelia replacing Genevieve in the bridal carriage!

"Preference for sons? That era ended over a century ago! How can anyone still think that way?" "What if I have a daughter in the future? Will your family favor sons too?" Jason raised his hand, swearing. "Absolutely not!" The End

Dad said nothing, as if he intentionally didn't want to say anything, especially knowing I was hearing them both. “You must ask me why I did what I did to you." she continued. “The deal was meant to protect your family and get your wife back to you. I’ve done my part. And all you did was to let your daughter find out that you had an adopted daughter. It was supposed to be a secret Halter.” "Andrea is smart enough to find out herself." That was the only thing I heard dad say. “She’s getting on my nerves." she said. I squeezed my eyes shut, my heart hammering against my ribs. *The other daughter.* The one he had replaced me with. She was standing right outside.

After giving birth early, memories from a different life flooded into my mind. In these memories, the daughter I had worked so hard to bring into the world was switched with hers. After that, I was told that my daughter had a congenital heart condition. I worked hard to raise her for eighteen years. In the end, I sold off all my assets so that she could have a heart transplant. Meanwhile, I had collapsed from all my efforts to care for her. Left with no choice, I wanted to tell my “daughter” that I was leaving this world, but I overheard her talking with my best friend. “That fool still thinks I’m her daughter. I was the one who poisoned her! Mom, once she dies and you get rid of tha

Geralda looked at me intensely. I nodded, according to what I had seen during my journey to the past dimension, my biological mother and father had intended to swap me with Alpha Felix and Luna Yelena's real daughter. "The baby swap has happened," Nicholas murmured, and I could hear him. "Rachel is being looked after by my birth mom and dad?" Geralda nodded. She snapped her fingers when my answer was correct. "Right." I took a deep breath. I continued what had been going through my mind.

Another added with a smug tone, "Let me remind you, Serena. The Johanssen family has a reputation to uphold. Don't do anything inappropriate. Just because Maisie is sick doesn't mean you can swap her with a different child that you conceived with God knows who." How ironic. They didn't realize that the real swap had taken place ten years ago! "I didn't give birth to Maisie ten years ago. I had given birth to this boy here instead. When Maisie fell ill recently, I discovered that I wasn't a compatible bone marrow donor for her despite being her supposed birth mother. "In fact, we're not even genetically related. Yet my so-called best friend, Margaret Lonsdale, turned out to be a perfect match

How childish. "Robert's dad's dying wish was to hold a grandson. Mark my words, Audrey will be replaced by Becca sooner or later…" Becca’s eyes gleamed with triumph as she slowly approached, strolling the cradle of her twins. "Audrey, from now on, Lucy will have two younger brothers. We should let them get to know each other. Lucy, why not come and check on your brothers?" The moment Lucy stepped closer, Becca held a pair of scissors to hurt her sons’ hands—then pressed the scissors into Lucy’s palms.