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.

Regina awoke to find Lucius beside

endless tolerance for Regina. He patiently listened

sign of annoyance.

Vivi?” Regina eventually noticed Violet’s absence; she knew Violet was always

her duties.

turned to look at

her to weed the garden,” Lucius acknowledged, somewhat hesitantly.

little figure, nearly swallowed up by the vast

protest Lucius’s arrangement, but said casually, “I heard the temperature outside is

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but he offered

get even hotter, maybe hitting fifty degrees. That kind of heat could practically roast someone,” Regina half–joked,

brows and gazed out

on the plains, meant the sun rose early. While the air conditioning kept the room comfortable, the outside world blazed under the scorching

back inside. He believed she was sensible enough

and would return once

for his

undeterred by the scorching sun. Her hand–weeding

it look like she hadn’t moved

fiddled with his cuffs, becoming increasingly irritated. He got to his feet,

something to eat.”

him would have had the

out

right outside the door, always ready to attend to

“Master Lucius?”

to ask if Lucius required anything. Without asking George to fetch the

George following

view from downstairs was more expansive due to bulletproof

the

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

by respectfully, ready