Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Violet felt a chill run down her spine. Lucius took away the blanket, which was the only thing she had.

She yelped. She still had her clothes on, but they were torn. Her pants even had a huge tear that revealed her legs.

“Don’t touch me!”

He ignored her as he slid his sharp fingernails down her back. It hurt!

Soon, he reached her private parts.

“No!” She closed her eyes in fear.

If he were to do it, was she even able to defend herself?

He suddenly stopped and withdrew his hand. Instead, he stood up and tossed the sheet back to her as if it were a rag cloth. He brushed his hands off in disgust. “Agatha, get over yourself. I’ve long lost interest in women like you.”

Agatha again? Why did he keep calling her Agatha? Was she her doppelganger?

“I’m not Agatha!” She stated again, “I don’t know anyone by that name.”

“Do you think I won’t recognize you just because you changed your looks?”

he might crush her bones. He smirked as he revealed a cold yet fierce expression, as

confused now. However, she gulped, and it took

my looks? What

raised his

her skin to sting. She could not catch it, so it slid

her. Her arm was in great

Violet picked up the document. It was

lover thinks of your fake face when he sees it every day. Doesn’t he

her for Agatha. Through his words, Violet began to piece together the situation. Not only had his lover undergone cosmetic surgery, but she had also

surprising. Who could tolerate such a bad-tempered man?

this my whole life. If you don’t believe

always brought her ID card with her whenever

someone to bring the luggage. It was unusual for him to listen to her.

One minute later…

“What?!”

found someone else’s ID card in her purse.

She read it out. She was frustrated. “There must’ve been

possibly put the wrong picture on an ID card?” Lucius sarcastically asked. Violet looked at the ID again. The photo was

was going

she lose her memory? Did she really change her

in her memory. So, why did this ID have her