The Comments Said My Daughter Belonged to Him Chapter 03

The Comments Said My Daughter Belonged to Him Chapter 03

“Avery’s mother may have won today, but she’ll destroy her own daughter with her own hands.”

“Natalie’s fight with the Keller family in the maternity ward will make the male lead hate hospitals forever. Later, Avery will give him three children, and he won’t show up for a single birth.”

“During her fourth delivery, Avery will die in the delivery room without seeing the male lead one last time. It’s so tragic.”

“It’s all Natalie’s fault. She’ll focus on her career and neglect Avery for years, leaving her daughter desperate for love.”

“The engagement won’t be finalized, but Avery will meet the male lead in middle school and fall for him immediately. They’ll start dating after high school. Avery will keep pressuring Natalie to accept their relationship, but Natalie will refuse, and the male lead will grow to resent Avery more and more.”

“Worse, Natalie will finally give in after Avery gets pregnant, but another heroine will already have slept with the male lead. Why would he marry Avery just because Natalie approves?”

“While pregnant, Avery will catch him with other women again and again. She’ll eventually suffer severe bleeding. The baby will survive, but her health will be ruined.”

“That will make Avery even more insecure. She’ll cling to him no matter what. Even when he forces her to wash another woman’s underwear, she still won’t leave. She’ll become the most miserable heroine in the entire book.”

I stared at the comments as my arms tightened around my daughter.

Was that how her story was supposed to end?

My daughter suddenly cried, and I lowered my head to soothe her.

The moment she opened her eyes and saw me, she quieted.

She knew nothing about the world, but she instinctively trusted me to protect her.

I had brought her into this world, and I would protect her to the end.

If neglect would push her toward that man, I would personally block every path leading to him.

My career could slow down. My life could be rearranged. My daughter would never become a gamble.

From that day forward.

I would devote 90 percent of my energy to her, teach her to love herself, and then give her the best life possible.

That same day, I reorganized my entire work schedule and personal life.

Whether I was working or traveling out of town.

I kept my daughter beside me, gave her all the love she needed, and taught her how to read people and avoid danger.

I also took her to volunteer with local nonprofits, where she could help others and build a support system of her own.

To keep her from meeting the so-called male lead, Adrian, in middle school.

I enrolled her at Westbridge Preparatory School outside Boston and completely cut off Adrian’s chance to approach her.

For 18 years, my daughter grew into a confident, determined, intelligent, and decisive young woman who never hid anything from me.

I thought I had rewritten her fate.

But on my daughter’s 18th birthday, the comment feed that had vanished for years suddenly returned.

“Here we go! The male lead and the primary heroine may be meeting later than expected, but they’ll sleep together the first time they meet. We didn’t wait all these years for nothing!”

“Oh my God, Avery is gorgeous now. No wonder she’s the most beautiful woman in the book. Her body is incredible, and Adrian can’t take his eyes off her!”

“Adrian is handsome too. He only said a few words, and Avery already likes him.”

“Help, Adrian is such a flirt. They’re already pressed against each other, and the chemistry is about to explode. I’m calling it. They’re going straight to a hotel!”

I snatched up my phone and messaged my daughter.

“Aves, where are you? Is anyone strange around you?”

Three minutes passed without a reply.

The comment feed grew even more frantic.

“Why is Natalie messaging her now? She’s so annoying. She’s ruining the male lead’s chance to get laid!”

“Relax. The heroine’s affinity score has already reached 90 percent. She could easily turn against her mother for him now.”

“She saw the message and still didn’t answer. She’s obviously giving the male lead a chance!”

I immediately opened our shared location and found my daughter.

Then I grabbed my car keys and ran out.

The comment feed kept refreshing as I drove.

“Damn, the lights are off!”

“There are noises. This is so hot!!!”

“Judging by those sounds, Adrian is having the time of his life!”

I kept my eyes on the road and called my daughter.

She hung up on me.

In 18 years, she had never done that before.

My fingers dug into the steering wheel.

Had I spent 18 years fighting this fate only to watch her repeat it anyway?

Absolutely not!

I floored the accelerator and reached the private karaoke lounge shown on the location tracker 10 minutes later.

I stopped an employee and demanded the number of the room my daughter had reserved.

I ran down the hallway and kicked the door open.

The moment the lights came on, I froze in the doorway.