Novel & Cerita Father X Daughter

I shrugged, and Dad raised his hand to slap me, but Xenia stopped him. "You brat! Are you even my daughter?" He yelled once again and I sighed. "I should be asking you that, Father. Whose parents believe an outsider over their blood right away, without confirming the truth?" I questioned and he froze, while Xenia went pale. "Are you trying to say I am lying?" She immediately butt in and I smiled. "Yes. I didn't even touch you, you have access to the footage Dad. Please confirm yourself." I pointed to the phone in his hand, and he frowned, turning to look at Xenia, who began to scratch the back of her hair nervously.

He turned and saw that it was his uncle. "Damn! It's this bastard again"He whispered to himself. "Alright, I have something to say"Xander spoke, as he was about to open up to his family. "Go straight to the point please, "His father said. "I have a daughter with Lizzy, "He Informed. "Tell that to the African gods" A different voice from nowhere responded.

“He—He said he was Miss Maeve’s father. The guards cleared him—” “He’s not welcome here. Neither he nor his wife. I don’t give a damn if the guards cleared him or not.” When Xaden’s attention again focused on him, Father froze, raising his hands in surrender. “I’m only here to visit my daughter. She’ll see me.” He peered around Xaden to lock eyes with me, and it was like I couldn’t breathe. “Won’t you—?” “I swear, Burton,” Xaden growled, “if you don’t leave within the next five seconds—”

Rosa urged, pushing Xaval's back toward the door. "I'm sorry, my daughter was unfilial," Xaval said, hugging Rosa. As if understanding her daughter's worry, Ms. Rosa said: "Mom will have a way to deal with father. You can rest assured." The warm hand of a mother, rubbing her daughter's back. Xaval nodded in understanding. Then, decisively leave her mother's arms. …

Or remembering someone. My father poured another glass of whiskey. "Richard is an old business partner." "I see." Richard looked at my father and smiled. "So… this is your daughter." Father nodded proudly. "My greachievement,"ment," I forced a smile. Inside… I felt like a business investment instead of a daughter.

"How did I not raise you? Without me, you wouldn’t even be alive to stand here talking back! Now I spend a little of your money, and you dare complain, you ungrateful brat. If I’d known, I should have strangled you at birth! "If you’ve got the guts, then leave. I’ll pretend I never had a daughter like you!" My face was already wounded, and the slap made the pain lance even deeper. Nevertheless, no physical pain could compare to the agony in my chest. I nodded as if resigning myself to fate. "Fine. I’ll leave. I’ll pretend I never had a mother like you. I’ll pretend this family never existed." The resolve in my eyes made panic flicker across Mom’s face, but for the sake of pride, she didn’t t

——————Alex——————— My name is Alex. I’m the only surviving child of my father. I lost my mother and my brother in a fatal accident. My dad lost his legs and can’t no longer walk again. The accident caused me a a lot of pain and misery. My father sold all his properties including the house to pay of his debt and hospital bill. We live in a small apartment in a dark alley where it is difficult to sleep with two eyes closed.

Xavier Galvan's first love, Winter Singleton, happens to return to the country on the same day our daughter, Tina Galvan, is diagnosed with a heart condition. I wait helplessly with my five-year-old Tina at the hospital for her results. Meanwhile, Xavier drives to the airport to pick up Winter and her son, Ian Becker, just so that he can feel like he has a father to pick them up. I sign the surgery consent form alone while sitting by Tina's hospital bed. Meanwhile, Xavier takes Winter shopping at the mall and even picks out a birthday present for his newly-appointed "godson". On the day of Tina's surgery, just before she's wheeled into the theater, she grabs Xavier's sleeve tightly, refus

Xavier snatched the phone from me before I could say anything else. “She doesn't need to cook for me, I can cook for my daughter.” My pussy clenched. Why didn't you think of me as a daughter when you shot your cum down my throat. “What the fuck did you say?” I shot the question. A tiny smirk touched Xavier’s mouth. “What about when she finds her mate?” Dad asked. Silence took away. Xavier's face twitched into a frown, he then looked away swiftly. Ohh …. Seem like someone is really interested in me

Just before the new school term started, my daughter's parent group chat, which had been quiet for ages, suddenly announced that the first parent-teacher meeting of the semester would be held that night. The rule was: both parents had to attend. A long string of "Got it" followed. I was about to reply when I noticed someone had beaten me to it. A guy with a family photo as his profile picture sent a voice message. "I'm Emma Sullivan's dad. We'll be there!" I froze. I clicked into the member list and checked repeatedly. My daughter's name was Emma Sullivan. He said he was Emma's dad. Then who the hell was I? I immediately called my wife. Before I could say a word, I heard her cheerful v