Fnaf Henry's Daughter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"That's what you're thinking, but what's on my mind is that Summer has really grown up now. She can protect herself and her family. She's really radiating with brilliance. Sometimes, it's as if she's nothing like a Hartford." Henry's expression stiffened. "Watch your mouth. Summer is, and always will be, a Hartford. She is your daughter and my granddaughter!" Henry put his cup down, and his expression turned incredibly serious. Then, he got up and ignored Luke, heading straight for his study.

Nathan approaches him at the table, half-naked. "Having a great night?" He sneered. "Shut up!" He went straight to the fridge and got something to drink. "Are you aware that what you've been doing is prohibited?" Henry becomes serious. "We're not cousins, and she's not my Uncle's daughter." Nathan went to the stove and helped him. Henry was surprised, unable to absorb the words quickly. "What?" Nathan asked, a bit puzzled, and he took a spoonful to taste the casserole dish.

I nodded, "I would love that." "I'll need to run to town to buy a few things since I'll be staying, but I look forward to it." Henry moved toward the door, sounding excited. He paused on his way past me, and I tensed as he placed his hand on my shoulder. "I…" His voice cracked, and he cleared his throat. "I've always wanted a daughter."

"Felix was staying with me for a while, but during the days when Natalie was in the hospital after giving birth, I temporarily sent him over to your place. "He's been getting along well with Luke, so I let him stay there," Henry briefly explained. Harry paused, pleasantly surprised. "Natalie gave birth too?" "Yeah, just a few days ago. It's a girl," Henry said proudly. "A daughter's great. They say daughters are like little angels." Harry agreed with a smile. "Yeah, she's great. But unfortunately… they didn't get to see her," Henry said. He tried to keep his tone casual, but he couldn't help but express a hint of regret.

I snapped at him. “Mind your tone boy,” my father growls at me. I glare at him but plop back into my chair and wait for him to continue. Leaning back in his seat after a moment he continues, “You know Henry had a daughter. You were only around 7 when they fled the pack.” “Yes Dad I know this” I roll my eyes. He gives me a look to cool it. “ Well doesn’t it seem white a coincidence that Henry’s mate has a daughter the same age as his would have been had she lived?”

Kneeling on the floor, with the window between them, she quietly listened to the conversation happening in the ward. Aunt Grace was sobbing. What followed was Henry as he consoled her. “Daughter, don’t cry anymore, crying is bad for your body. As long as you take care of your body, we’ll make sure that the best medicine in the world gets to you…” Grace’s crying intensified. “You… You’re willing to call me your daughter-in-law?” “You’ve always been my daughter-in-law. Your son is the most exceptional successor of our family,” Henry said proudly. “Oh… you’ve finally… recognized me.” Grace covered her face as she sobbed.

I stated causally. Henry stood up immediately, shaking his head furiously. “Not my daughter,” he cried. “Go inside and get his daughter, Richmond,” I ordered. Richmond headed to the man’s house but he stood in his way, extending his claws and ready to shift. “Don’t do that, Henry, we can still be friends. I would let you have your son back,” I said. Henry shook his head, “No, Alpha, you're not leaving here with my daughter while I'm still alive.”

Harper was the daughter of Henry’s second wife. Henry also had three children from his first marriage: two sons and one daughter. One son managed his real estate business, while the other oversaw the aluminum profile factory. His eldest daughter was a disappointment in Henry’s eyes—uneducated, unskilled, and infatuated with a minor celebrity. But she was Henry’s firstborn, cherished and spoiled. Unable to bear seeing her suffer, Henry demanded that his sons allocate shares from their businesses to support their sister. The dividends alone were enough to fund her extravagant lifestyle.

The interview was split into two parts, with the second taking place at our home. By the time Julian White arrived with the reporters, I had just put our son, Jude White, to bed. He barely glanced at me. After shrugging off his coat, he picked up our adopted daughter, Rosy White, who had been watching TV, and pinched her chubby cheeks with a fond smile. "Did Mommy give you a hard time today?" It was his daily routine question. I had always thought he was teasing, but there was a different edge to his tone today. He seemed worried that I might mistreat the daughter of his first love, Vivian Bennett, while he was away.

Morgan approached her father and complained, "Mr. Schuman insisted that Derek send Mom and me back. Mom already refused." Henry glanced at the guy, who dared not stare back at him. After all, he was Amanda's business partner. Hence, Henry spoke in a polite but firm tone, saying, "Since I'm here, you don't need to trouble yourselves. Your father seems to have had quite a bit to drink. You should take care of him." After that, Henry left with his wife and daughter. On the way home, Henry continued to educate his daughter. "You're still young. No dating around."