The Unintentionally Ideal Adopted Daughter Novels & Stories

She had turned it into a twisted outlet, filling its pages with hatred, curses, and her sick joy at framing me again and again. "My biological dad is dead, and now I'm going to be adopted by his 'best friend.' Good riddance! I've always wanted a new dad anyway. My old one was stingy. He wouldn't buy me a teddy bear or even a decent dress. Hopefully this new one's rich and generous." "Lucky me! He is generous! He buys me anything I want. But why does he have a daughter? Wouldn't it be better if I were the only one?"

My adoptive parents and Carmen uploaded a video online. It was meticulously edited to paint me as a cruel, malicious adopted daughter. The title read: "Raised Through Hardship for Twenty Years, Adopted Daughter Jealous of Biological Daughter, Sends Adoptive Brother to Prison." The video lingered on a close-up of my adoptive mother kneeling on the ground, paired with mournful music. Carmen cried on camera, her face streaked with tears, claiming her illness and implying that I had provoked her brother.

She had a new daughter now? Good. At least someone would be there to keep her company in the future. Then why did my heart hurt so much? Just as my eyes began to sting, the little girl added, “But I’m adopted. “Mom said she used to have a daughter too, but that daughter didn’t want her anymore.” I froze for a moment. Maybe that was for the best. In our previous life, she spent half her life suffering because of me and never truly gained acceptance from the family.

She was ever clueless. " Nothing serious, just that I came to know that I am not the real daughter of the Lambert family." she said casually like she was reporting the number of absentees in a meeting. " what? you are not from the lambert family?'' Justin asked with disbelief laced in his voice. What was this? a soap opera or what. Was it the scene where the female lead discovers that she was adopted and angrily leaves the house feeling cheated? Maybe it was. He did not ever imagine such a drama happening in his life.But who would have thought the same absurd plot would unravel in his life within twenty four hours.

“Men can carry on ruling; men can bring down other men. Women are seen as weak, a target. No one really wants a daughter when they run a city. She’s a liability and a weakness. My parents didn’t want a girl, and neither did yours.” He looks at me, annoyed. Shit. I didn’t mean that, but that is how it feels. His hand grasps my chin to make me look at him. “You’re wrong. Maybe that was your parents’ view, but it wasn’t my parents’. They had a plan. Adopt boys, then a few years later adopt a girl so she would have bigger brothers to look after her. Of course, my mum fell pregnant with Adelia, and they decided not to adopt any more kids, then she saw me and did. Adelia wasn’t a burden or unwante

Instead, she got her brother's judging look, her dad's critical attitude, and her mom's fake affection. She was their real daughter, right? But she grew up in a red-light district, had a dark side, and never got a proper upbringing. She wasn't the kind of lady they wanted in their family. She was like a weird outsider who needed to be fixed. Because of her, her parents thought their adopted daughter, the one they raised, was even more worthy of their love and attention. They saw their daughter as a tool for arranged marriages, a way to keep the Meredith family rich and powerful for generations.

“All these things you mentioned are the things you did for me but in all of this did you ever show me the love of having a mother, every time that I wanted to spend with you you would rather spend it outside than give that time to me, I struggled everyday to make you happy getting the best score in school just to please you but in the end you'd only push everything away and act like I didn't make any efforts, back then I wasn't aware of my status as an adopted daughter all I had in mind then was to do everything that pleases my mom, I desperately wanted you to be proud of me, I wanted you to see me and smile everyday and say yes that's my daughter but that never happened because you never ga

“I know her. That’s the one. I heard she put someone in the hospital just because she was unhappy about a couple of words.” “What an ungrateful brat!” “See, I’ve always said adopting a daughter is pointless. People want sons to carry on the family name and take care of them when they’re old. They already have a son, so why take in someone else’s problem? That’s just asking for trouble.” The chaotic voices filled Karina’s ears, but they no longer stung. She had heard these kinds of things so many times that they had lost their impact. But the real reason she didn’t feel as hurt was because she wasn’t alone.

He said. "So she was boring and not spontaneous enough for you," I said. "Something like that, I guess what I am trying to say was, she had no personality, she only cares about being the perfect daughter," He said. "Wow, both mommy and daddy issues," I said jokingly. He chuckled. I guess opposite did attract. I had no idea who my parents were or why they chose to abandon me and Stephan only grew with his father and his adopted mother slash maid slash professional killer.

I wailed. " No Amanda, you don't have to run from your fear. What you shared with your father was pure and irreplaceable, you don't need to be related to a person by blood to see them as special, she pauses and sighs. I will let you in on a secret, I was adopted when I was nine, I never knew who my real parents were, however, when I met my late parents, they took me in and gave me all their love, I felt special and safe with those people I barely know. It was their kindness towards a motherless child like me that I shared with you when I noticed you needed my help that night, the coffee shop where we met and you saw me working in belongs to them and it was passed on to me after their sudden