Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0023

He then walked out without a glance back. Violet stared at the clothes in her hands and then at his back. She could not figure out what he meant by this.

Even though she did not want to wear the clothes he gave her, she could not go out naked. She had to put on

the clothes he gave her.

It was a sexy dress with spaghetti straps that did not fit her style. Violet adjusted the straps to get the dress high up her shoulders, but she still ended up showing a lot of skin.

Then, she was brought to a helicopter. Was Lucius letting her leave?

She gave Lucius a confused look, but his face remained stern. Clearly, he did not want to talk to her. Violet was starving, so she did not have the strength nor the mood to talk to him either, so she shut her eyes to take

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The helicopter flew for some time before it arrived at a place that was styled like Hawell. They entered a lavishly decorated place, and a man wearing a shirt with flower patterns welcomed them. He looked straight at Violet and could not move his eyes away from her chest.

Violet covered her chest and felt great disgust toward him.

Lucius gave the man a lazy greeting and spoke in a language she could not understand. Then, he left.

Violet and the man were left alone in the room.

“Eat something?” the man asked in broken Sommersettese while he looked her up and down. It was absolutely

disgusting.

Violet was famished, but she did not dare to eat anything random. When the man presented her with a purple sweet potato, she reluctantly thanked him, but did not touch it.

“No like?”

man leaned over, put his palm above her knee, and started kneading while insinuating certain things. Instinctively. Violet shrank back and looked toward the door. She had

as she did at that

got

of self-preservation, Violet slapped

His expression changed.

her hair. “I was nice! But

his own language while lifting her dress and

“Ah!”

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back, he saw Violet huddled in the corner while shivering. Her clothes were disheveled. and her hair was a mess. Lying before him was

buried into his chest while his blood spilled

aside on his

chin.

a sheet, and

She slapped him.

of strength. A clear handprint showed up

“You b*stard!”

mouthful of blood, and she spat it

became even colder

and pressed her head down. It was pinned against the dead man’s chest.

front of her face. The smell of

her nose,

petty tricks? If I hadn’t poisoned

supposed to

practice self-defense on a

Are you taking revenge for her?” Violet wanted to cry, but she refused to shed any tears or submit to him.

make him hate her even more. Otherwise, he would not stop causing