Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 174

"Go home?" Sophia's face turned sullen the moment she saw her mother. "Where is my home? With the Whites?"

She sneered, then said every single word with pauses in between, "That's your home, not mine."

Jenny was momentarily stumped. She said with pink eyes, "Do you still blame me, Soph? You caused the car accident, after all. Your dad was afraid that others will say that our family is shielding a murderer. That’s why he chose to sacrifice blood ties for the sake of righteousness! He was left with no choice!"

Sophia pursed her lips and stared coldly at her without a word. Her painfully twitching heart was the only thing she could feel.

He was left with no choice?

How laughable!

"You can’t continue working in a place like Dream Club." Her indifference made Jenny uncomfortable. "Soph, come home. I will ask your dad to arrange something for you in the company. Don’t go to Dream Club anymore."

She reached out in an attempt to pull Sophia.

Sophia's hand moved aside to evade it, avoiding her touch. She said coldly, "Are you done talking?"

Hah, so this was her biological mother. She kept saying that she was doing everything for her own good, but she had never once believed her!

"Soph, you..." Jenny's eyes turned red as tears started falling down.

Sophia used to hate seeing her mother cry. She would have heartaches when she did. Seeing her crying again now, she thought that her mother looked nothing but pitiful and ridiculous.

"Here, wipe your tears, Madam White." Victor took out a piece of tissue and handed it to Jenny.

Jenny took the tissue and wiped her tears. "Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome." Victor sighed silently. Apart from looking similar to each other, there was nothing remotely similar between both mother and daughter in terms of their temperament.

Jenny then coaxed Sophia again, asking Sophia to go home with her. However, her attempts were futile.

She habitually asked those around her for help. "Doctor, can you persuade my daughter for me? I have finally managed to persuade her dad to let her go home, but this child just refuses to listen to me..." She choked on her sob. "I don’t know what to do anymore."

Sophia frowned and was just about to ask her mother to leave when Victor spoke before she could say anything. "Let me start with a question, then. Do you wish to see Ms. White living well, or do you wish to see everything go wrong for her, Madam White?"

Seeing that Victor did not help her mother to persuade her, Sophia pursed her lips and stood on one side in silence.

Jenny was stumped. "As a mother, I wish to see my daughter living well of course."

She wanted her husband, son, and daughter to live well, but none of them understood her and in turn, blamed her. She was totally clueless as to what she had done wrong.

Sophia scorned at her words. There was only a dark and forbidding look in the depths of her eyes.

"If you want Ms. White to live well, then I suggest that you stop forcing Sophia to go home," Victor said sincerely.

Jenny’s eyes widened in surprise at his words. "Why do you say that, Dr. Hemingway? Soph has been sent to the emergency room several times after she was released from prison because no one was around to take care of her. If she returned to the White’s residence..."

"If she goes back to the White’s residence, with an impressionable and clueless mother like you and a cold-blooded and merciless father like Mr. White, not only will life be difficult for her, but she will also do far worse than how she’s doing right now." Victor flashed a gentle smile, but his words were blunt and merciless.

After hearing what he said, Sophia finally raised her head and echoed indifferently. "You've summarized it very well, Dr. Hemingway."