Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0075

Lucius’s mood darkened again as he observed Violet, who consistently seemed to avoid him like a timid mouse avoiding a cat, yet behaved differently around others.

He cleared his throat loudly to announce his presence.

Half–asleep, Violet was startled awake by the sound and was immediately confronted by Lucius’s cold and stern face.

She quickly sat up, nearly throwing Regina’s hand out of the bed, but managed to gently place it back under the covers.

Violet tried to be as quiet as possible to avoid disturbing Regina, yet Lucius could still detect her

cautiousness towards him.

“I’m sorry,” she offered a timid apology.

It wasn’t a big deal; Lucius understood that without Regina’s permission, Violet wouldn’t have been in that

bed.

Yet he expressed his displeasure, and questioned her sense of propriety. “Sleeping in just any bed? Haven’t

figured out your place yet?”

Feeling self–conscious about her place in Lucius’s eyes and about sleeping in Regina’s bed, Violet’s head

dipped.

“If it were a man in this bed, would it matter to you?” Even though Lucius was oblivious to his underlying resentment, his remarks were filled with a concealed sting.

Violet blinked, perplexed and unable to understand his argument. Was it her sharing Regina’s bed that – disturbed him, or the concept that she’d sleep in anyone’s bed?

Lucius, irritated by her innocent expression, commanded coldly, “Go outside and weed the garden!”

Violet looked at Regina before leaving, as told.

beside her, she was overjoyed and conversed

endless tolerance for Regina. He patiently listened to her, not

sign of annoyance.

Violet’s absence; she knew Violet was always nearby and unlikely to

her duties.

turned to look

acknowledged, somewhat hesitantly. “Today, I’ll keep you company.”

little figure, nearly swallowed

casually, “I heard the temperature outside is going

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slightly, but he offered no response to

going to get even hotter, maybe hitting fifty degrees. That kind of heat could practically roast someone,” Regina half–joked, commenting on the extreme temperatures. “At the

brows and gazed out

house, situated on the plains, meant the sun rose early. While the air conditioning kept the room

Violet back inside. He believed she was sensible enough to avoid unnecessary

would return once

known for

on the other hand, seemed undeterred by the

it look like she hadn’t

He got to his feet,

something to eat.”

normal circumstances, a mere word from him would have had

go out himself.

was right outside the door, always

“Master Lucius?”

Lucius required anything. Without asking George

with George following

expansive due to bulletproof glass

of the outside.

As he took a lunch tray upstairs, he told George, “Tell Agatha the temperature

neutral expression, standing by respectfully,