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“Why?” Violet interjected before George could reply, perplexed by Lucius’s refusal of this small solace.

Lucius’s smile was dismissive, his eyes showing no empathy as he declared, “Because you don’t deserve it.”

He rose, and made his way upstairs.

“Why don’t I deserve it? She’s my mother!” Violet yelled after him, frustration evident in her voice.

Her frantic motions caused the iron chain to rattle.

Lucius paused and half-turned, but remained silent. Then, without a word, he continued walking away, offering

no explanation.

Violet tightened her grip on the iron chain, shaking with wrath. Ultimately, she was powerless against him.

Several of Lucius’s lovers witnessed this scene. Their initial confusion quickly turned to disdain.

Chained as she was. Violet was perceived as inferior.

Ignoring their scornful looks, Violet dragged the chain to the kitchen. Unlike before, no meal was provided for

her, she was on her own.

With little appetite from the day’s heat and her recent distress, she settled for half a watermelon to eat

upstairs as her dinner.

Two of Lucius’s lovers confronted her in the hallway.

“Oh, having watermelon?” one remarked.

Violet just nodded, reaching for her room’s door.

In a deliberate act, the second woman removed her high-heeled shoe and drove the heel into Violet’s

watermelon.

the

glint in her eyes. Adhering to the principle of an

“Oops! My

hand covering her face as she pointed

you hit me? Do you know who

are you?” Violet responded,

Attacking Lucius’s woman, you’re in big trouble!”

a cold laugh, “His women? They’re numerous, changing more

they really matter?”

you are?” both women asked, becoming pale at

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feigned contemplation. “Just a person. The one who legally put her name on his marriage. certificate, entitled to half his wealth, and the one who should be called Mrs. Davis despite everything.

you…”

She paused for effect.

best, you’re just mistresses. To be blunt, you’re all

I’m sure everyone would want to beat you

this if they

is on the marriage certificate. Otherwise,

thrust the ruined watermelon into the second

against the wall. “I’ll tell

had already retreated

women, Violet

good food

she returned to

an overwhelming pressure on her, akin

making breathing difficult.

after just a slightly larger meal,

just in her

she opened

the room, the visibility was

on top of

“Who’s there?”

to push that

person’s shoulder, who asked her,

It was Lucius speaking!

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