John Cena's Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

His voice was sharp, and she spilled the beans immediately. "Ms. Johnson wishes to take her daughter back to Sinoria, where she can be reunited with her husband and Tabitha's father." Timothy choked on his words. That was a lie, and anyone could've seen through it if he'd just picked Tabitha up from school once. Regret overwhelmed him, but that wasn't the point. He hung up and booked the first flight back to Sinoria. He needed to take Yvonne and Tabitha home. He would not be separated from them again.

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

Alesha Zulvany Abraham is the eldest daughter of Reyhan Abraham and Fellycia Abraham. Alesha has a younger sister, who is only two years younger than him, namely Elsa Nevira Abraham. Alesha is now 23 years old, and he has just finished his undergraduate education. This afternoon, he and his friends celebrated graduation. And tonight, will be a farewell night for Alesha and her other campus friends. "Mommy, Daddy!" Alesha approached her parents, who were sitting in the living room.

I watched the client leave before turning back to them, my voice ice-cold. "How did you find me?" "Mrs. Johnson's daughter works in the same office building as you. We saw you," Sophie said quickly, her eyes darting around the fancy café. "Looks like you're doing pretty well now." "If you have something to say, say it." I didn't ask them to sit. Mom's smile turned awkward. "Elayne, I know I hurt you before... but I'm still your mother. You can't just abandon me."

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.

I wondered if they knew she was the daughter of the man that ended them. My mother smiled gently. "That's a lovely lady you've got, Lucien." Her smile widened. "She loves you. Just the way I love your father." Dad turned to look at her, and he couldn't help the small smile that tugged on his lips. "She's the daughter of..." I breathed. "Davina Rose Carson. She's Gideon's daughter." They both nodded. "That doesn't stop her from being a lovely lady." Mom said, no hint of malice in her tone.

“What’s going on?” Sophia sighed. “It’s a long story. Christina is Johnny’s daughter with his ex-wife, Molly Williams. They had a misunderstanding a few years back which caused Molly to leave their matrimonial home along with Christina by her side. Sadly they were met with an accident on the way there and her younger brother, Francis never forgave John. He blamed Johnny for the death of his sister and took Christina away. We’ve been looking for Christina all these years but we only managed to get hold of her lately.”

All the luxury things are definitely my cup of tea. I did not leave daddy's side even though many greeted him, some looked at me and surprisingly recognized me. "Is she your daughter?" Wonderful question from a woman in her 40's who is maybe but still beautiful. "Yes Josephine, this is Azalea, my unica hija .. Lea, she's the Ceo of Jnc Entertainment," dad introduced me. The woman smiled at me so I returned it. "Hi, Azalea," she approached me gently. "Nice to meet you, you're so pretty .. Are you interested in modeling or acting, perhaps?" She asked.

There goes the No public knowledge down the fucking drain. “Niccola Fairchild, daughter of Monica Sutclife, who recently married Magnat Cole Sutcliffe, joining their fortune, is photographed kissing Phillip Price. Will the next marriage join the most popular families in New York?” I read and close my eyes for a few seconds, not believing what I am seeing.

His breath comes in ragged gasps as the weight of her words sinks in. Sienna… his daughter? How is that possible? He has been fucking her for the past two years plus and now what? He has been… His daughter? “Dad?” A voice interrupts his spiraling thoughts, and he looks up to see Charles approaching. “Quinn has woken up from her coma. Where is Mum? How is she doing?” But John can barely hear him. His mind is still reeling, drowning in the revelation that has shattered everything, every damn thing.