Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0049

Returning to the hall drenched in sweat, Violet had just enough time to wash her face.

Earlier, George had tasked her with preparing dinner. With time ticking away, she quickly made her way to the Kitchen, She began by taking various ingredients out of the fridge and deftly chopping them.

Unnoticed, a shadow slowly crept up behind her, enveloping her.

Lucius watched her in silence.

Her movements were swift, slicing and dicing with precision and one fluid motion.

All the ingredients were evenly chopped. Once done, she quickly cleaned the pan, added oil, and began stir- frying.

Watching her, Lucius felt a surge of emotions, and asked, “How many men have you cooked for?”

Violet replied casually. “So many, I’ve lost count.”

Her cooking experiences included school picnics and hosting guests at home. Many men and women had

tasted her cooking, but who bothered keeping track of the numbers?

Lucius’s face fell at her response, a look of displeasure crossing his features. He left abruptly, his hands

clenched in fists.

Once finished with her cooking, with no time to dry off her sweat, Violet quickly arranged the dishes on the

dining table.

Lucius sat there alone, resembling an emperor awaiting his meal. The fine tableware laid out in front of him

mirrored his eminent status.

He didn’t even touch the cutlery or acknowledge her cooking efforts, instead instructing George, “Dispose of

these!”

taken aback, unsure of

want her cooking for me.” Lucius stated icily, rising

asking

simply revolting.” Lucius

could have kept to himself but decided to speak, combined with his air of indifference, gave

in her chest; her hands were clenched

no choice, George left. He had to arrange for the chefs to prepare

the food

not purchasing the ingredients herself, Violet had invested her effort and

+15 BONOS

to his bedroom, yelling, “Hey! You’ve always liked my cooking! Why do you suddenly

the skill to please

“You…”

retort, Lucius closed the door in

door obscured her view, and Violet didn’t realize tears had filled her

her food meant her freedom; she should be relieved.

to her room, she gazed blankly at the sky, confused by

perplexed her even more was that Lucius was referring to Agatha, not her. What was she

Had she gone insane?

longer eating her meals, the servants’ treatment of her

do so little each day; be quick, or you’ll go hungry!” barked

you mean by this?” she

“Just wear it!”

patience, roughly grabbed her wrist, securing it with

to a wooden

to

Her eyes reddened, but she held

distressed voice called out, “Sweetie!

figure appeared on the lawn. It was Naomi. She pressed an apple into

Violet’s shoulders.

Have you eaten? Did they hurt