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.

find Lucius beside

showed endless tolerance for Regina. He patiently listened to her,

sign of annoyance.

knew

avoiding her

turned to look

garden,” Lucius acknowledged,

outside and noticed a little figure, nearly swallowed up by the

casually, “I heard the

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twisted slightly, but he offered no

could practically roast someone,” Regina half–joked, commenting on the

his brows and gazed out the

the sun rose early. While the air conditioning kept

He believed she was sensible enough to avoid unnecessary

return once the heat

for his

hand, seemed undeterred by the scorching sun. Her

like she hadn’t moved

with his cuffs, becoming increasingly irritated. He got

something to eat.”

word from him would have

out himself.

outside the door, always

“Master Lucius?”

Lucius required anything. Without asking George to fetch the food,

George

was more expansive due to

of the

lunch tray upstairs, he told George,

standing by respectfully,

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