Mark Henry Daughter Novels & Stories

Henry agreed with Jenny. Henry’s father didn’t know what to do with his youngest daughter and second son…

With his current net worth and status, it would have been easy for him to have lots of children in other ways, but he devoted himself wholly to his daughter. Henry led Jenna to the dining area and sat down beside his daughter, saying gently, “Sally, this is Miss Radcliff, a music teacher Daddy hired for you. Do you want to say hi?” Sally ignored him, focusing on peeling her boiled egg. Jenna smiled calmly. “It’s okay, let her eat. If you need to head off to work, go ahead. I’ll take care of her.” Henry hesitated. Previously, his daughter had lost her temper for no reason and threw things at her previous music teacher, resulting in their injury.

Was she not better than North? Henry stuttered, “T-That’s not what I meant. I thought… I thought…” He steeled his resolve, then said, “Mr. Howard, I know full well what North is capable of, but she is a terrible person! As her father, I never would’ve abandoned her if she wasn’t so disappointing!” Gerald looked up emotionlessly. “Tell me more.” Henry pretended to sigh. “This daughter of mine is never home and often spends her nights with many different men. I was just thinking of your reputation…

Henry's mention of Sophie left Tina laughing coldly. Such was the difference between love and callousness. Henry loved Linda and was meticulously doting on anything that concerned her. Tina certainly remembered the time when Rory was brought back to the country, and Linda had lost her in the mall. Within minutes, Henry sent every connection he had into that mall to search for Rory, rocking the city. At that moment, everyone knew Henry was no longer single, even having a daughter. And with that, Rory was acknowledged as Henry's daughter, even though Sophie had never been since her birth.

I nodded, "I would love that." "I'll need to run to town to buy a few things since I'll be staying, but I look forward to it." Henry moved toward the door, sounding excited. He paused on his way past me, and I tensed as he placed his hand on my shoulder. "I…" His voice cracked, and he cleared his throat. "I've always wanted a daughter."

"Susie? This one? Her family had her cremated yesterday—they've already taken her. If you want to find her, ask her family." Henry took another taxi to my parents' home. It was very late, and my parents were in no mood to be civil. They drove him away without even letting him inside. "You killed our only daughter, and you have the nerve to come to our home. Just wait, Henry—I'll make sure you can't show your face in this city again." Henry wandered the streets in a daze, eventually buying a bottle of alcohol from a convenience store and climbing alone to the rooftop of our new apartment.

"What were you doing?!" Henry was startled by Nina's voice and sat up abruptly, nervously looking at Nina and rubbing his hands. "Y-you must be Nina, right? I'm your mother's good friend. I'm Henry Renault. You can call me Uncle Henry." Seeing that Nina seemed nervous, he started pulling his sleeves. "Right, your mother mentioned to me before that you know my daughter. When could we all have a meal together?" "Your daughter?" Nina's anger flared up a bit. She still couldn't accept seeing her mother and a strange man being intimate in her own home. However, before she could erupt again, she was distracted by Henry’s next words.

Why was he looking at her with such burning gaze? "What is wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Quinn decided to stop acting formally around him. "What was your reason?" Henry grabbed her and pulled her towards him. He hugged her tightly, burying his head in the crook of her neck. "Pardon?" Quinn was surprised by his question. "Why did you hide the fact that Emelda is my daughter?" Henry asked hoarsely. "Your daughter? I think you must be mistaken, Henry." Quinn replied softly. "I am? Come with me." He grabbed her hands and pulled her upstairs with him.

"Felix was staying with me for a while, but during the days when Natalie was in the hospital after giving birth, I temporarily sent him over to your place. "He's been getting along well with Luke, so I let him stay there," Henry briefly explained. Harry paused, pleasantly surprised. "Natalie gave birth too?" "Yeah, just a few days ago. It's a girl," Henry said proudly. "A daughter's great. They say daughters are like little angels." Harry agreed with a smile. "Yeah, she's great. But unfortunately… they didn't get to see her," Henry said. He tried to keep his tone casual, but he couldn't help but express a hint of regret.

He really knew brats when he saw them. A few surpassed chuckles sounded from her. "It's not him." She assured her father. Henry abruptly stopped sobbing and looked at her in confusion. It's not him? Then who was it? Where did this daughter of mine find another guy to date? "It's his big brother," Ryder added. Henry nearly wailed, almost losing control of the car. "WUWUWU!!!! SHE'S DATING A BIGGER BRAT! WUWUWU!"