Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0054

Used to feeding him. Violet didn’t find the act peculiar and continued. She blew on each piece of gnocchi, her cheeks puffing with the effort.

She lowered her head, letting the light shine on the delicate skin of her nape, which gave off a soft warmth.

Lucius’s Adam’s apple bobbled, and he asked, “Are you really Agatha?”

Violet, after a brief hesitation, replied, “Who else would I be if not Agatha?”

She knew Lucius had made up his mind about her identity, so further arguments were futile.

His expression turned grim. Later, he nodded. “That’s right, only Agatha would know how to please me this way.”

Last night, he had been rough with her. Now, she was tending to him as if nothing had happened and going out of her way to please him. It had dispelled any doubts he might have.

As she attempted to feed him again, he pushed her hand away and suddenly grabbed her chin, his look turning fierce, “No matter what you do, you’ll always be nothing more than a slut in my eyes. That will never change!”

His words suggested his intention to maintain the punishment.

Violet lowered her head, staying silent.

She had repeatedly insisted she wasn’t Agatha, but it was to no avail. Now, having accepted the motherly love Agatha received, she resigned herself to her situation.

Her silence caught Lucius off guard. He had expected her to offer excuses or seek sympathy-tactics he associated with Agatha-but she remained mute.

“Edur certainly trained you well,” Lucius acknowledged, never contemplating the possibility that she might be someone other than whom he believed her to be.

witnessed more of Lucius’s lovers being taken away by helicopter. With their departure, the Imperial Palace seemed

their sad and nostalgic expressions

boarded another chopper, and flew

and asked, “Master Lucius, why did

arms resting over the

women were too

Their overly enthusiastic smiles when greeting him were

she

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Lucius

the intercom button. After a brief

to the farm.”

Normally, George would be the one arranging her

voluntarily follow

echoed, a sense

dog farm, Violet cleaned

occasionally wiped away her sweat, glancing at Naomi, who was diligently working

hard to carry the trash container outside. By the time she reached the door, she was soaked

now cast in shadows, with only a sliver

astounded, looked up to see a figure resembling an emperor standing emotionlessly

you here?” she asked in

lips tightened, showing disdain for answering her

the supervisor of the

out and. Seeing Lucius, she said anxiously,