John Cena's Daughter Novels & Stories

Covering her slapped cheek in disbelief, Mom screamed hysterically, "Jaxon, you actually hit me! After all these years of marriage, you've never raised a hand to me!" Dad's face flushed red as he retorted, "What's wrong with hitting you? Wake up! Jenny has been dead for over twenty years! Look at Nessa lying in that bed. She's our only daughter now! Without her, who's going to take care of us when we're old?! You made her try to jump off a building! A daughter who attempts suicide, a wife who's a murderer. What will people say when this gets out?!"

In the hallway, I had flirted with her casually, but now, seeing her care for my mother, I felt a strange sense of admiration. Mrs. Idris, my mother, glanced between the two of us, perhaps sensing something unspoken. She let out a soft sigh, as if resigned to the oddness of the situation. Then, turning to Jennifer, she introduced me. “This is my son, Samuel,” she said softly. “My only son. He’s the husband of Anna Edgewood.” Jennifer’s eyes flicked to mine, a slight pause before she nodded. “It’s a pleasure to meet you properly, Samuel.”

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 no longer expected anything from them. All the sincerity I had poured into them… I considered it thrown to the dogs. I wouldn’t pursue it anymore. Because I was dizzy, I underwent a brain CT scan. The results confirmed a mild concussion. Mira stared in disbelief. "Did your mom do this too?" I nodded bitterly. Instantly, outrage exploded across her face. "What kind of mother could be this cruel to her own daughter?!"

Still, deep down, Jenna refused to believe it. “Hank and Natasha do look unusually young, but rich people who know how to take care of themselves often appear younger than they really are. That’s nothing strange,” she thought. She stared at Hank stubbornly, her voice breaking as she cried out, “That’s impossible! You clearly switched us at birth. I’m the daughter of the Jernigan family. You can’t abandon me!” After seeing how absurd the situation had become, I motioned for Hank to put me down. I walked over to Jenna and spoke calmly.

John continued, "Don't worry. I'll protect my wife and child." "As the president of Henderson Group, you should have some dignity," Nathan said. "My daughter is single now. Divorced. Unmarried." John stayed calm and unhurried. "I don't remember Sierra ever saying she had a father named Nathan Lynch." Everyone there could hear the hostility in their voices.

"How would your parents be disappointed? You're not even their biological daughter…" The moment the words left his mouth, Aaron quickly corrected himself. "Besides, don't they already have another daughter now? And college entrance exam scores don't define a person anyway. You're talented no matter where you go. You'll shine anywhere." Remembering what the floating comments had said, I stared directly into his eyes. "What about Yvonne Brooks?" "Her?" Aaron sneered with obvious disdain. "That real daughter they just brought back? She has no manners and no class. Even if she gets into university, she won't amount to much."

“You mean… you…” “I own it,” Jenna confirmed, calm and lethal. Celeste’s eyes widened. “Oh my goddess. You’ve been hiding this the whole time?!” Jenna’s lips curled. “Some truths are safer hidden.” She paused, then added coldly, “Like the one my father has hidden from the world. That he has another daughter.” Her friends froze, stunned. “What are you saying?” Mina asked carefully. “That daughter of his?” Jenna’s gaze stayed fixed on the screen. “She’s not me and tonight you’ll see her smiling beside him as if she’s his perfect little treasure.”

Jennifer Zeller said as she put down her coffee cup. Jennifer was the eldest daughter of the Zellers and Cynthia's older sister. Zac, Cynthia's father, looked her up and down. "It's been almost two years, and you finally remembered to come home?" Cynthia stepped forward and said, "So you all noticed that I've been gone for almost two years. Not a single call, and no one came looking for me." Zac frowned. "Are you blaming us for not caring about you?" "Did you ever care about me?" Cynthia sneered. "I've never seen any of you care about me from the moment I was born. You probably wouldn't care if I died somewhere out there."

He asked. "She is the daughter of Mr. Chen, the CEO of the Chen's Group in Yang City. She came back from America last week," Mary said. There was a slight smile on her face. Judging from her son's tone, she was certain that her son was interested in Jenny. Jenny was the most attractive and charming girl to the upper class girls in the country. That was why she chose her. Zac nodded. "I'll go and say hello." Then, he walked towards Jenny.