Daddy’s Doting Addiction

Chapter 21



Chapter 21

“You’ve seen this gun before?”

“H…1..I‘ve never seen it before! I‘m just interested in firearms,” Naomi frantically denied. It was so obvious that she was lying. Luckily, Jack did not pry further.

“Stay the night at the hospital to let them observe your injuries. I‘ll get Sean to send you back tomorrow.”

“Okay then.” At the thought of having to face Scott if she returned home, Naomi would prefer peace in the hospital. She nodded and agreed to Jack.

In the end, under Naomi’s and Jack’s extremely strong persuasion, Old Mister Hough finally agreed to delay the discussion of their wedding until after her exams.

That night, Naomi stayed in a luxurious high-class ward. There was even a nurse there to massage her, allowing her to sleep soundly.

The next morning, Naomi woke up spiritedly. Sean was already waiting outside the door. He passed her a new set of clothes.

They were a fitting short white t–shirt with a secretive–looking Persian cat embroidered on it and wide legged sweatpants. She could move freely now. She also looked arrogant and smug.

“It‘s my style. Thank you.” Naomi did not beat around the bush. She immediately put it on and tied her ha ir into a high ponytail.

She looked cool with a majestic aura. It was dazzling.

Naomi praised Sean in satisfaction. “You have good taste.”

“Uh… Mister Hough was the one who picked them,” Sean replied meaningfully.

“Him?” Naomi raised her eyebrows in shock. Who would have thought! They had only met twice, yet he already knew what she liked? Perhaps it was just a coincidence.

Coming out of the hospital, Naomi headed straight to school.

However, the moment she arrived at the entrance of the school, a group of reporters suddenly appeared from all around her. They surrounded her with cameras and microphones all aimed at her.

“Naomi Green, can you explain why you decided to get married to Mister Hough so suddenly?”

“We heard that you specifically stopped Mister Hough at a bar. Was he forced into the marriage ?”

“Did you use any tactics to get into Mister Hough‘s bed? Do you think it‘s appropriate for such seedy behavior?”

“Naomi, is this a shotgun marriage? Are you secretly pregnant with Jack Hough‘s child?”

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Naomi swept a condescending glance at the reporters. The Hough Corp had only announced their marriage that morning, how were the reporters there so quickly?

The paparazzi were rude and harsh. Their questions were filled with defamation, forcing Naomi to lose her temper!

Their intentions were clear. They were trying to defame her and get her to embarrass herself so the Houghs would despise her.

Who would want her to end up that way?

Naomi looked past the group of reporters into the distance nearby.

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By the school entrance, a familiar figure stood behind the wall ambiguously. As expected, it was Clarissa!

Naomi sneered. Her?

“What are you smiling for? Are you proud because your tricks worked?” A reporter used the opportunity to ask Naomi a question, the microphone almost jabbing Naomi‘s face.

The others also instantly lifted their cameras. The flashes from the cameras blinded her eyes painfully!

“Don‘t be impatient.” Not only did Naomi not get angry, but she also looked at one of the cameras in a com manner and combed her hair calmly.

“I have the time to answer your questions. Ask me one by one. Are there any questions?”

“What?” The reporters were bewildered. This was not the outcome they had wanted! Did they not say that was rebellious and bad– tempered? Did they not also say that she would turn violent if she was unhappy? They were promised tha juicy news from her!

“If all of you are finished asking your questions, it‘s my turn!” Naomi raised her eyebrows and took her phone out. She aimed the camera at the paparazzi.

“The Hough Corp‘s website has stated clearly. Jack Hough and I are in love with each other. We have the blessing of our friends and family. The statement that they published haFrom NôvelDrama.Org.


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