Novel & Cerita Modern Family Full Series

Emma clung to our mother, sobbing, “Mom, Sophia’s been dead for years! I’m your only daughter!” Our mother wrenched her hand free. Her eyes were cold. “What did you just say? You’re nothing but an abandoned baby I picked up at a refugee camp! I took you in and fed you, yet you actually think you're a lady of this house?” Emma’s face went blank with shock. For the first time in ten years, our mother had torn off the mask. Our father's voice rose, trembling with rage. “You’re just a stand-in. You’ll never be Sophia. Chief, we want a test. We demand a bloodline test!”

Exaggerated stories that kept the children captivated were Michael's speciality. "And then I found myself face-to-face with the most terrifying creature you can imagine," Michael remarked in a deep, dramatic voice. "A dragon?" With wide eyes, Luca enquired. "Worse," said Michael. "A teenage girl who skipped her coffee in the morning." Lisa let out a groan. "You mean it, Uncle Mike?" Mason grinned and added, "Don't mind him." "This is how he is always." Michael retorted, "You're always so serious." "Dude, lighten up. You are now a member of the family. Brie spoke softly as she leaned over to me. "I believe Mason is blending in perfectly." I nodded, appreciating how well he had been accepted b

As far as family goes, they’re all I have… and Tyler doesn’t know anyone else. The thought hits me out of nowhere. They’re my family—but is Tyler part of it now, just because we’re married? Even though the marriage wasn’t planned and I’m only staying here for three months? What do I even call him that doesn't sound strange? He’s my husband… but is he a part of my family? This wasn’t supposed to be so complicated. When I reach my room, I unlock my phone. Several missed calls from my uncle and aunt. Two messages from Max. One from Vanessa. A few emails—definitely work-related—so I ignore them.

However, Mom appeared far from panicked and just smiled. Nathan asked me, "What did the police say? Maybe the law can’t save you right away, but if you want a divorce, if you want to cut ties with them, we’ll stand by you." He barely finished when my mother sneered. "You really are a saint, aren't you?" Fury darkened his face. "I’m not a saint. Just more human than you." Smiling coldly, she stepped closer and placed the prenatal report right into his hand.