Novel & Cerita For The Love Of Daughter

daughter. She looks like you, Amelia. Your lovely daughter looks like you. Now that our daughter is here with me, I'll always protect her no matter what happens. She'll always be loved. I'll give her the love she deserves coming from her dad. Our daughter is here with me safe and happy. Thank you for taking care of our daughter. I salute you for being a strong woman, Amelia. You're the best woman I had ever seen in my life. I couldn't find someone like you, but your daughter is always reminding me of you—our love. Forgive me please, my love. I know you're in the better place and I want you to forgive me. I love you, my love. I'll always love you until my last breath. I love you and I really

“You are still their daughter.” He stepped closer. “You are their first and only child.” His voice softened. “Do you know what that means?” She said nothing. Carl answered for her. “It means no matter how angry your father was… no matter how wounded his pride became… no matter how much time passed…” He leaned slightly closer. “…he still checked the door hoping one day you would walk back in.” Alessia’s eyes softened. Carl smiled faintly. “The love a father has for his daughter— especially his only daughter— is not something pride kills that easily.”

She keeps crying while hugging her daughter's sleeping figure. "Why have I met you again like that? It was painful without you, but love for you always prevailed, but now you've made me hate you! How could you do this to your daughter? How could you kidnap your daughter? You're a curse; you're always a curse for me and my daughter. I hate you, and from now on, I'll hate you even more. You played your dirty game with me, and my innocent daughter got trapped by you. I'll never forgive you. Only thinking about your happiness, I left the country empty-handed, but this is how you always repay me for my unconditional love. How long are you going to make me suffer, Jacob Kyler? How long? I'm also a

“I love you too. I think I’ve loved you from the moment I saw you—when you were nothing but danger and shadow and impossible strength. Even then, some part of me knew you’d be the one to undo me.” His arm tightened around me, pulling me impossibly closer, as though he wanted to fuse me into his very skin. His eyes burned with something fierce, almost tortured. “You don’t know what that means to me. I tried to push it away, Evelyn. I tried to deny it. Because how could I let myself love you—when you’re the daughter of the man who took everything from me? Every instinct screamed at me to hate you.” I lifted my hand and laid it against his jaw, feeling the rough scrape of stubble, the heat of h

Come back! "I was wrong! I'll give everything back to you! I'll trade my life!" "Forum, can you hear me? I'll trade! Bring my sister back!" But the countdown had already begun. No matter how much they regretted it, it was too late. I felt a wave of lightness. A soft white glow wrapped around me. Maybe this was fine, too. Goodbye. In the next life, let's not meet again. Being Dad's daughter hurt too much.

I said softly, shaking hands with him. "You can ask for your price now," I added. "You won't be able to get your daughter back now, but you will get back your granddaughter. She's in safe hands." I promise to return your daughter back to you in five years time if I fail to make her fall in love with me," ******* The End or Not ? 😺

Blood gushed from my nose, warm and copper-sweet, spilling through my fingers as I raised my hands to cover it. Strange. I felt nothing. Just the cold. "Get out." Father roared, veins bulging at his temples. "me, Vincenzo Blackwell, disown you! You are dead to this family! Dead!" I wiped the blood with my sleeve. My hands moved to cover my abdomen, cradling the life inside. For this child, I could not break. "Fine," I said. My voice was steady, hollow. "You said it. We're strangers now."

Before a gathering of New York's underworld Families, I slipped into the vintage Chanel gown my mother had left me. As I looked in the mirror, my seven-year-old daughter suddenly said, "Mommy, it doesn't matter what you wear. You're always the ugliest one." Just like that, all the joy the gown had brought me disappeared. It wasn't the first time my daughter had said something cruel. Once, the FBI took me in for questioning and kept me for three days. The moment I got home, I wrapped her in my arms and asked if she'd missed me. She only shrugged. "No, Mommy. You're too stupid. Smart people don't get caught." My husband, Vincent, said sternly, "You can't talk to her like that. We're a fam

Rather, there is one thing that interests him, which is how to provoke his father's anger and his mother's grief and oppose his brother in everything. With a sad head and feeling helpless, not knowing what to do to save the life of his beloved daughter, his wife greeted him with a generous tear, as his features themselves answered her question, he did not succeed in his request!! She knows how much he loves Kira, although she is not her daughter, but she loves her as one of them. She raised her as a baby and took care of her until she grew up and is about to become one of them. He did not talk to her, but went to his office, seeking solitude by himself and his sorrows.

"Everyone, come take a look! This is the woman who incited her daughter to harm herself for money! She lost her job and her daughter was expelled, yet she's still hanging around! No wonder her man left her. A woman like her brings nothing but bad luck!" She grew more animated, now stepping forward to point at my daughter. "And this little liar! Raised without a father, she's already lying and cheating at such a young age! She's only gonna get worse when she grows up! I think she should be sent to juvenile prison!" "Shut your mouth!" My blood boiled, and I yelled. "I'll say what I want!" She put her hands on her hips. "If you don't want people to talk about it, don't do it, crazy woman! And t