บท 118: Means No Harm

Yvonne and her father stood outside until the carriage left the premises of their estate.

Only then did Rutherford turn around and carried his daughter into the house.

"Don't let anyone pat your head in that manner ever again, Vonna." He instructed as he caressed her soft violet locks.

This daughter of his did not inherit his St. Claire's family's hair color which was dark midnight blue neither did she inherit his wife's soft copper-red locks.

Instead, the hair color she was bestowed with was a mixture of both of their hair colors which had always brought a smile to his face.

'She has a piece of the two of us.' He had expressed when he first held the newborn Yvonne in his hands.

Today, he had witnessed his baby daughter's hair being caressed by another man and this did not sit well with him.