Novel & Cerita John Cenas Daughter

While she cried and instinctively dialed the number she memorized for years, she said, "Be good, Jovie. I'll tell your father to come and see you now. Don't fall asleep, alright?" Once the call was picked up, Celena did not wait for the person to say anything. She immediately said, "Liam, I'm Celena. Could you come and visit Jovie? She's our daughter. I know I shouldn't be bothering you, but I don't have a choice. I'm begging you. Please come and take a look at her, alright? She's dying soon." Celena watched her daughter get weaker and weaker as she spoke. Before she got an answer, she tossed her phone away and held Jovie's hand. Then, she slumped to the ground and cried uncontrollably.

“So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?” The blinding white smile of hers reappeared. “You’re getting it. Yes, in all honesty, you should never have woken, it should have taken much longer than four years. That’s why Mrs Velt was so interested in you. She was shocked that someone with that gift she has been researching for so many years was so close. Daughter of an I.L. agent. Someone that we all fought with back in the days.” “What, my dad?” “Yes. He was one of the best.”

I replied. “She has no public romantic ties,” he began. “No husband. No registered partner. No engagement.” That should have eased something in me. It did not. “But,” he continued, “she has been making frequent visits to a private hospital.” My grip tightened around the phone instantly. “For what?” I asked. “For her daughter.” The word did not land gently. It struck. A daughter. My mind did not soften. It sharpened. “How old?” I asked immediately. “Six years old. Name is Jasmine.”

She looked pretty angry "Well like i said, i just found out yesterday, so how could i have known?" "I have a sister?" Caleb asked speaking for the first time looking all giddy "Go to your room Cal" I ordered "Why should he? He should stay and listen to everything, we shouldn't hide anything from him, like yourself" Rhea lashed out "And can i simply ask, who's this daughter of yours?" "She's actually..." Was about talking but Vanessa beat me to it "Hi, i think I introduced myself wrongly" she drew Rhea attention to herself "I'm Vanessa Holland, daughter of Logan Young and Caroline Hart, though they birthed me, they never did act as a parent towards me" She said boldly

“You know I was disappointed that you were not pure when we first met Rydon, I thought it was because you were a rogue, now I know why you got jollies from that slut!” my father growled, “careful how you speak Velania!” “You did! You lived and slept with that bitch! How do we even know she is your daughter; she was that much of a tramp!” I stood up “you have no idea! My mother loved him!” “Shut it trash” the boy snarled I growled at him. I felt a taste of my power coming to the surface. I was done with their attitudes.

His dark eyes are bright with intelligence and life. In the next photo, Jenny wears sports gear and boxing gloves. She's punching the air, her arm held high by a blond teenage boy standing beside her. And the frame is engraved: Regional Girls' Finalist - Jennifer Conners. Boxing champion? Jenny? I chuckle under my breath. No wonder she knows how to handle herself... Then, uninvited, like bile in the throat, regret rises, choking me, threatening to overwhelm. I missed all of this. I could have seen it as it happened, could have been witness to my daughter growing up. Instead, she grew up as Jenny Conners and we never knew each other.

She was about to go berserk again but her mother held her in her arms. “She’s ruining everything!” Jenna claimed. “She has my Jason! My-” “You’re engaged to Cain!” Camelia reprimanded her daughter. “He’s your fiance-” “SCREW THAT!” Jenna yelled. “I want Jason! Not Cain! Why isn’t dad letting me break off this farce?” “What happened?” Camelia demanded. “What did that girl do now?”

"What’s your plan now john? do I walk away or stay?. It won’t hurt my career in anyway.” “You’re a jerk you know.” John said sullenly. “I know.” He was unapologetic about it. John sighed in defeat. “We got someone else but I’m telling you that Arya…” “Yada yada yada." Cesar cut him off. "None of my biz.” “You really don’t like anyone do you?”. “I love my daughter and…" He paused. “And?”. John prompted. “Talk to you later. School’s out.” Cesar hung up.

So, she might as well make company from this proud Kylie Jenner wannabe. Katniss sighed hopelessly as she held her glass of vodka and shook it gently making the content to twirl around in the glass, for no reason in particular, just to keep herself busy as she talked, maybe. “My name is Katniss Costello, I’m the daughter of Chief and Lady Costello. I’m a Real Estate Agent and I also own my own agency. I’m twenty five and I’m engaged.” Katniss answered, flashing the engagement ring on her finger. She thought she had misplaced it but while she was cleaning her trash bin of a room, she finally found it and she was very happy.

After JC's met with Annastacia and John while they were working on the annulment of their wedding in Santorini, they never kept in touch again. JC and Annastacia both thought their love story was just a memory. In between the time passed so fast that JC and Anna Marie also had a little girl aged 6 years named Michaela Anne Channing, whom they called Michie. A pair of beautiful eyes blue-green her mother's genetic inheritance and her hair was reddish brown. Her drooping face was like her handsome father in the female version.