The Illegitimate Daughter Is The Real Deal Novelas e Histórias

Old Madam Hill said happily, “It turns out that Liam, that little brat, has an illegitimate daughter. I didn’t know about it at first, but I ran into them today. Ah, that little darling is so cute. Tonight, I plan to get every member of the Hill family to come over and host a party for my little darling. You, as her uncle, must be present. You have to prepare presents and pocket money too.” “Liam has an illegitimate daughter?” Shaun rubbed his brows. He felt oddly relieved. If Liam already had an illegitimate daughter, Catherine would definitely not consider dating him. “She was an illegitimate daughter, but she’s no longer one anymore. She’s the official little princess of the Hill family.

"Argh!" His wife, Jeana, really couldn't stand it. She pursed her lips and snorted, almost pulling his ear. "I say, do you think having an illegitimate daughter is something to be proud of? And, you are old. Don't get too close to the child, your stench might make her sick..." Her words were full of despise and contempt. "Huh?"

He had done wonderful things to her body and made her do unimaginable things to herself and to him. The smile faded as soon they had appeared when she recalled her second meeting with him. Jake had said unimaginable things to her. He demeaned, defamed, and insulted her. It was heart-wrenching. She was glad he had said they were never going to cross paths. She didn't want to see him again either. Like a revelation, Sheena's mind recalled a tiny important detail. Jake was her husband's Illegitimate son. She had slept with the son and married the father. "How twisted her fate was." She thought.

“She is not. She is my legitimate daughter. My true heir. The life you live, the title you carry — they were not yours, they were hers. Everything you have — your home, your position, your privilege — it should have belonged to Astrid!” My lips curled in anger. “Hers?” I repeated. “She is a child born out of wedlock. At most, she could be called as a home wrecker.” His gaze hardened, his eyes glassy with unshed tears, and when he spoke again, his voice was softer but no less devastating. “Astrid’s mother… she was my mate. My one true mate. And Astrid… Astrid is the daughter of that bond. She is my rightful child, my firstborn, and my most legitimate child.”

So she was truly an illegitimate child from the beginning? “But believe me, I am not a mistress. I can prove our innocence. I married him legally and you are his child. He is your father.” Abigail pleaded with her. “He is not my father. He is just a sperm donor!” Emily snapped at her. A father who would throw away his daughter like a piece of trash deserve no honor or title as a father. “Emily, you must be hungry. Let us have some food. I was able to have some money before this incident happened . ”

"Daniel, I don't care whatever thing you did with your life or how you were my father's son or not. Do you think all this is about our family right now? You knew the truth, that I'm not your father's child and yet, maybe, he dotes on me a lot....isn't it? I'm the daughter of someone who has a long bad history with your father and eventually, his son killed your father, that's the story right here. Don't you get it?" "I don't get it." He replied, "Because as far as I'm concerned, you're my father's daughter, my sister. So how dare you call yourself Thorne's daughter." "That's what I'm about to tell everyone, that's why Sterling made that move about me seducing Thorne's. Do you know what chang

“Do you really hate me that much? You can’t even fake sympathy? I can’t believe we’re related.” “We’re not,” she sneered. “You’re just an illegitimate child.” My heart dropped. “What?” “You heard me,” she said with a smirk. “Your so-called mother wasn’t married to our father. She was just a desperate woman clinging to someone else’s life.” I couldn’t breathe. I felt a wave of pain, shame, and fury. She leaned closer. “And you know what? Like mother, like daughter.” Something inside me snapped. I slapped her—hard.

I begged, tears streaming down my face, "Mom, please listen to me! It's not like that; why won't you just hear me out—" Before I could finish, a series of slaps left me dazed, stars dancing in my vision. As she paused to catch her breath, her voice cut through the air, cold and sharp. "How did I end up with such a shameless daughter? You're the third wheel, and you're accusing her of being the other woman! Get out of my face! I don't have a daughter as pathetic as you!"

By now, I was long used to her endless tricks. “Bianca, why are you even explaining yourself to her?” A pretty girl stepped out from behind her, her voice full of contempt. “She was just claiming she’s Don Vitale’s real daughter. How ridiculous. Don Vitale personally said that you’re the Vitale family’s only principessa.” “Exactly. A servant’s daughter, freeloading in the estate. Don Vitale was already merciful enough not to throw her into Lake Macondo.” “I heard she even stole your things. She’s got some nerve. Honestly, she should be punished by cleaning toilets.”

He never listened to my side of the story, always supporting Phaedra and Ariana. “Aren’t you going to say something?” Phaedra yelled at him after the silence dragged on, her eyes narrowing when he didn’t respond. “Are you going to keep letting her do whatever she wants just because she’s the legitimate daughter?” My eyes widened at the mention of legitimacy. It was the first time I’d heard it said aloud because, in my past life, I was the illegitimate daughter. This time, fate had made me the legitimate one, yet Phaedra’s hatred for me remained unchanged.