Chapter 0066

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Violet thought she had misheard, but he had already stood and started walking ahead, prompting her to follow quickly. Her room was just a few steps away, hardly requiring any escort.

Lucius opened the door for her when they arrived.

“Thank you,” Violet said, yawning.

Lucius lingered instead of departing, entering Violet’s room with her. “You seem quite adept at caregiving. Have you done this before?”

Too weary to think clearly, Violet responded with a simple nod, “Yes, for a year.”

“For a man?”

“Yes.”

With that, Lucius abruptly left, slamming the door behind him.

Violet sensed something amiss. Did her admission of caring for a man stir up memories of Agatha’s

disloyalty? Was it necessary for him to throw a tantrum?

By then, Lucius had already gone.

That evening, when she arrived to take over Lucius’s shift, he exited without sparing her a glance.

Violet, touching her neck thoughtfully, refrained from speculating further and focused on caring for Regina, moisturizing the old lady’s lips with cotton to keep them from drying out.

Regina, despite her serious illness, still bore remnants of her past beauty–notably her lips, much like Lucius’s.

As if fortune were turning in her favor, Regina’s health began to improve significantly. The following day, Regina was able to sit in a wheelchair and bask in the sunlight.

Lucius wheeled her out onto the lawn. Violet handed him a blanket. Their fingertips accidentally met, a warm

surprising spark passing between

pulled her hand

lady the one who cared

clearly very

“What’s her name?”

“Violet.”

she could respond, Lucius interjected swiftly, sending her a sharp look as he

her doubts, and

lovely girl. You were the one

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grandson right in

awkward glance at Lucius, who appeared indifferent.

her grandson, she looked at him with nothing but love and admiration, her

poor. She retired to her bedroom

left

hesitated, but

did you address me as Violet?”

Agatha? With Grandma’s condition, I’d rather not upset her.

voice dripped with sarcasm when he

was unconcerned about the underlying meaning of his mockery, but her initial hope diminished. She had thought

identity, being called Violet in Regina’s presence

comforting.

a terminal

was always on high alert, fearful of making a mistake.

sleeping.

such moment, she heard a noise from the room and rushed back

into the room.

how are

Regina explained apologetically, her sweet nature

did you hurt your hand?”

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