Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0103

Patrick was stunned and infuriated at the notion. “Mr. Davis’s lover?”

The concept of such a casual relationship embarrassed and angered him.

“Is she so shameless? Mr. Davis’s lover? Lucius has so many women! She’s destroying the Wickhams‘ dignity by being one of his flings!”

“Dad, please don’t speak ill of my sister.”

Patrick’s response was bitter. “Like mother, like daughter!”

Had Emily been in agreement with him, perhaps Patrick’s anger wouldn’t have reached such heights. However, Emily’s compassion and gentleness now stood in stark contrast to his perception of Violet, fueling his rage.

Patrick eventually erupted, hurling the most venomous words.

Emily internally rejoiced at his reaction, barely containing her laughter.

The topic of Violet’s mother, who had an affair and left Patrick while pregnant with Violet, was a sensitive and painful subject for him. His hurt and anger had led him to divorce Astrid Spencer

soon after Violet’s birth, banning her from their lives.

Violet’s mother had always been a taboo subject around Patrick, rarely brought up by anyone.

“Well, if she wants nothing to do with the Wickhams, so be it! I’ll remove her from our family

registry tomorrow!”

Violet sat in the back of the taxi, staring blankly out the window, her mind still replaying the

scenes from the banquet hall.

upon seeing Violet, and

greetings.

should have acknowledged

one. She felt

against her father.

were interrupted by the sound of her phone

losing her previous phone, Violet had to buy a new one

+15 BONOS

at this number.

was drained of color in

Emily stated, “Dad’s planning to remove you from the family registry tomorrow. You’ll

me to tell you, ‘Like mother, like

be her father’s words?

phone screen in disbelief, hoping it was a fabrication from Emily. She tried to call Patrick for confirmation, but he didn’t answer,

confirm her fears. Her father’s Intentions were

her phone falling from

mother, like daughter! Like

any harsh words from her father. Her heart was shattered.

still awake, knitting on the sofa. Naomi greeted

sadness affect Naomi, and managed

some beautiful wool on sale today. I thought this

me?” Violet

a sliver of color to her pale face,

you,” Naomi reassured

knitting, her eyes welling

hands are so skilled, and

with a sigh, reminisced, “Aggie used to