Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0051

Dawn had broken by the time Violet regained consciousness. She felt like a discarded rag, tossed aside when Lucius finished with it. He left without giving her a second glance.

Only when the sun had fully risen did she carefully rise, laboriously moving her battered body towards the bathroom. The bruises marking her body were glaring, a reminder of the night’s events.

These silent witnesses of Lucius’s actions couldn’t be washed away, and she was left without any means to hold him accountable.

Violet let out a helpless sigh, feeling an overwhelming urge to cry. But with the world having abandoned her. who would offer her sympathy?

Every step was a struggle; her legs felt lame, and each movement brought a sharp, sour pain. Despite her slow pace, she managed to make her way downstairs on her own.

There, Lucius was having a good time with two women, each of their waists so slender and delicate that they seemed to effortlessly fit in his arms. Noticing her descent from the stairs, those two’s features tensed and revealed their dissatisfaction.

“Lucius, didn’t you say you’d punish her?” one of them asked. “Why does she seem fine?”

With complete indifference and without a glance towards Violet, he replied, “Hasn’t she been punished?”

Seeing Violet’s limp, the women erupted in victorious laughter.

Violet stopped, clutching at her chest in discomfort, realizing that Lucius’s harsh treatment the previous night was a form of retribution for these women.

Lucius coldly dismissed the women, and withdrew to his room. None of them were brave enough to follow him. Instead, they walked over and blocked Violet’s path, scrutinizing her as if she were merely an object.

“You got a beating from Lucius, didn’t you? That’s what you get for your arrogance!”

“She can’t even walk properly! How pathetic!” one mocked, recalling the previous night’s slap. She cruelly pinched Violet on her bruised skin.

Violet winced in pain, her face twisting. She stepped back to escape the woman’s grasp, shooting the latter a glare.

“He must have whipped her,” one speculated, turning to her companion.

“Mrs. Davis? Got the nerve to call yourself that again?”

“So shameless!”

nothing compared to

intimidated, raised her head, prepared to respond. Upon noticing Lucius’s stern look

+15 BONOS

past the women as if they were non-existent and headed outside. Under the porch,

around, she saw that it was

what’s your problem?”

fear dissipated. She faced

felt like hitting you,

think you can call yourself Mrs. Davis in front of us? You’re just asking

Violet’s waist with her high heel,

pressed her the night

only increased upon seeing Violet suppress her

excruciating pain, broke into a cold sweat as her fury surged. She grabbed the woman’s foot

away her foot, which was

over as she stumbled backward in

dare you

wounds on you?” Violet asked coolly, struggling

knock the woman down to avoid giving Lucius any reason for further

“You…”

Take it! I don’t care. It’s

use

the iron chains menacingly, causing the women to retreat

half-open door, his expression

witnessing the confrontation.

defiance in her, he had allowed the

by her words. He silently caught up with them, wanting to see

but was shocked

she disdain to be his wife? Did the title restrict her freedom

veins throbbed due to his rage, and he re-entered the house and instructed George, “The weeding job