Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0107

Violet, caught off guard by his outburst, was momentarily speechless.

He pressed on. “Do you realize how much Emily cares for you? She always prioritizes you. And what have you done for her?”

“Did you come here to accuse me?”

Violet regained her composure and responded coldly, even though she felt disheartened.

Oliver paused, recognizing his overreaction.

“We won’t discuss this further,” he said more composedly. “What’s the meaning behind acknowledging this woman as your mother? Are you defying your family and trying to cut ties with them completely? You don’t need to insult your father by getting yourself a new mother.”

Violet had previously confided in Oliver about her birth mother’s departure, and her yearning

for maternal affection.

“Are you trying to taunt your father by choosing a stand–in mother to highlight his failures and negligence?” he added, each word cutting deeper into Violet.

Her frustration grew.

“I’m just seeking familial warmth and love. What’s wrong with finding someone who shows care and offers motherly love? Is that a crime?” she retorted.

Defiantly, she kept her head high, struggling to hold back her tears.

Yet, Oliver showed no compassion.

“You talk of warmth and love, but what right do

you have to expect them when you’ve contributed nothing? Worse, you’ve actively caused harm. Who would risk loving someone capable of destroying her sister? To love you would be unfair to Emily!”

His relentless mentio

“Enough!”

pushed Violet to the

over her coffee, declaring firmly. “My life is mine to live, and it has nothing to do with

person she had adored now stood in her

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clarify things, the more messy they seemed to get. She no longer felt

issue with Emily’s voice or her connection

each step

with a detached gaze, his heart filled with a sense of loss. He lamented, ”

you’ve grown so distant. I hardly recognize you anymore.”

a profound sense of

his composure, stood and declared. ‘Regardless of what you think or

hope you can come to

Oliver, puzzled about why he would preserve the cup when planning

to marry Emily.

and softened his expression. “Emily used this cup to give

for an entire year.”

Why couldn’t he see that she was the one who had been there for him, using

but she held them back, remembering his earlier statement. Even if Emily hadn’t been the one to

wrap it up

at our engagement ceremony, to show everyone our love and to showcase Emily’s tendemess and dedication. Without Emily, I

I

cup she had used to symbolize his

snatched the cup from

taken aback, realizing only that the cup was already in

“You…”

it smashed on the floor, fracturing

light, stinging her

the café; his fury was unprecedented. “Why did you

do this?”