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!”

George and Violet were taken aback,

for

quickly followed him, asking in surprise.

revolting.” Lucius

combined with his air of indifference, gave the

painful twist in her chest; her hands were

He had to arrange for the chefs to

unceremoniously threw away the

the ingredients herself, Violet had invested her effort

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indignant, Violet confronted him at the entrance to his bedroom, yelling, “Hey! You’ve always liked

up the skill to please your lover. Eating what you’ve made reminds me of your infidelity, and I lose my

“You…”

could retort, Lucius closed the door in

view, and Violet didn’t realize tears

food meant her freedom; she

her room, she gazed blankly at the sky,

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

Had she gone insane?

no longer eating her meals, the servants’ treatment of

be quick, or you’ll go hungry!” barked the lawn’s overseer, tossing a chain at

by this?”

“Just wear it!”

grabbed her wrist, securing

a

regressed to their previous

reddened, but she held

voice called out,

was Naomi. She pressed

Violet’s shoulders.

asked, “Are you tired? Have you eaten? Did they hurt you? Look at