John Cena And His Daughter Novels & Stories

Every member of the Sedgewick family froze, staring at him in bewilderment. Jenna immediately panicked and stepped forward. “Dad, you can’t just favor Willa and deny me just because she grew up by your side!” she shouted. Byron, who was standing nearby, finally could not hold back a scoff. “Where did this fraud come from? Mr. Jernigan is only in his early thirties. How could he possibly have a daughter your age? Did you not even bother to do basic research before trying to claim a family tie?” Still, deep down, Jenna refused to believe it.

However, she had no other choice because her daughter liked him. She said in a friendly tone, “Zivon, I am not disturbing your work, right? So, Jenna is recovering well now. She is fully conscious today, and she can hear us. The doctor said that someone that Jenna likes has to be accompanying her and talking to her. So I hope that you can come and accompany Jenna.” The tone of her voice was not a commanding tone where she was giving instructions to her son-in-law, but instead, it was a courteous discussion.

Jane wanted to have a drink, but she couldn’t because of the medication. She took a sip of water and said, “It’s a breakup. I can’t reach the Collins family. Having been there is enough for me. I don’t want him to sever ties with his family because of me. My biological father, though he has severed ties, we still have a father-daughter relationship. In the future, Zachary will go into politics. My father could become his liability. So, if I can’t help him, I shouldn’t hold him back.” Charlotte felt heartbroken.

It seems that he wanted to stop her from saying any more hurtful words that will cause a stir between her and her step sibling. "Jenna, let me talk to your mother about this," her father finally replied. "Anyway, you weren't here nor your mother when it happened and there doesn't seem to be any problem if I don't tell a thing or two towards my wife," he explained, his words sounding quite bitter. "But Dad, isn't Shawn helping in managing the company while you stayed home?" Jenna asked that Ericka sigh sharply. This woman is indeed an idiot, unable to comprehend that obvious. She rolled her eyes on the other side before she replied. "You're probably not thinking straight, Jenna," she started.

"Spit it out instead of hemming and hawing." Carter said slowly, "Recently, I've caught wind of a rumor… about Richard—your dad. That he has an illegitimate daughter. Many believe it's you. After your concert, Wendy confirmed it in a reply to a fan online—she admitted you're Jenna from Bell University." The truth of Sharon's connection to Richard wasn't exactly a secret anymore. At least among the Malcolm family, Westin family, Blakely family, and other major families, everyone already knew.

"Uncle Richards, you have to believe me. I never had any ulterior motives. Besides, Hansen and I have gotten a divorce. I would never disgrace the family again. Soon, I will leave A City forever and you don't need to be concerned about me anymore. Please wake up soon so that I can leave in peace. I admit that I joined Richards Group for my father's sake but you can't blame me for that. He is my beloved dad and it was a miserable death. I cannot just sit back and do nothing," Jenna said in exasperation as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Living with the Millers felt like home, but they wanted to build a relationship with their son without interference, which meant Jenna had to go. She was with the Canters from ten to fourteen. They were also nice people, but after what happened with the Millers, Jenna could not allow herself to get close to them. She had built a wall so she wouldn’t get hurt again. Then, when Jenna was fourteen, Mrs. Canter had gotten sick. She had stage 4 breast cancer and soon passed away. So after the Canters, Jenna was placed with the Morgs.

My friend Jenny says, standing up from her rocking, woven, cane chair. That very chair was my stupid husband's best when he was still here. And each time my eyes transport to that areas, I just feel even worse than ever. The sight of it reminds me of my late daughter's last sit on it before she was shoved out the door by her evil father, rolled down those old fashioned, rickety stairs in the backyard that sniffed the last life out of her! Cillia was my only hope for a better tomorrow.. Cillia was the only breath that kept me going… She was the only hope I had for survival.. and that devilish man snatched my hope away from me.

He tried to process the words, but they wouldn’t settle. Celine Santos. The daughter of the president. "Wait," Caleb’s voice cracked, his mind struggling to catch up with the revelation. "You’re telling me… that Zoey was the president’s daughter?"