Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0060

Following breakfast, George updated Lucius about Violet’s condition.

“The effects of the drug have fully subsided. Ms. Agatha is alright now, just a bit weak.”

Lucius acknowledged with a simple hum, maintaining his usual detached demeanor. He didn’t express any blame towards George, which eased the butler’s concern.

“Let her rest for a few days since she’s weak,” Lucius instructed nonchalantly as George was about to leave.

“Understood,” George responded quietly.

Violet, benefiting from this misfortune, finally got a break from weeding. She spent her days recuperating in bed, enjoying the comfort of air conditioning and having her meals brought to her.

With limited entertainment options-no internet or television access-Violet requested paper and a pen from George, spending her time drawing sketches in bed.

She had a background in design and had worked as an assistant at a reputable company for two years, though she had never led a project herself. She knew she wasn’t cut out for the job.

had a passion for singing, similar to Emily. However, her stepmother

but gradually, she stopped singing in

Violet encountered Oliver. She was young and innocent,

like a ray of sunshine in her life. He stood out with his remarkable talent for painting, and quickly carved

for Oliver led her to set aside her other hobbies and focus solely on painting, striving harder

presence of someone she admired, too shy to confess her

never became that

couldn’t reach the heights of painting and failed to get admitted

entire night in tears, eventually settling on studying design. It was a field somewhat related to painting, allowing

twist of fate, Oliver

remembered asking Oliver if he would love only Emily, even if it was someone else with him or waking him up. His

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be; it was pointless to try to force things. While she sketched, Violet

days of rest, her health began to improve. Having narrowly escaped death, she found herself yearning for the sunlight

she was even looking forward to returning to her weeding duties. Donning a straw hat, she went downstairs