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.

find Lucius beside her,

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

sign of annoyance.

absence; she knew Violet was always nearby and unlikely to

avoiding her

turned to look at

garden,” Lucius acknowledged, somewhat hesitantly. “Today,

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

didn’t protest Lucius’s arrangement, but said casually, “I heard the temperature outside

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twisted slightly, but he offered no response to

fifty degrees. That kind of heat could practically roast someone,” Regina

his brows and gazed out the window.

the air conditioning kept the room comfortable, the outside

made no move to call Violet back inside. He believed she was

would return once the heat became unbearable.

for

the other hand, seemed undeterred by the scorching sun. Her

she hadn’t

irritated. He got to his feet, and said,

something to eat.”

him would have had the servants

out

outside the door, always ready to attend to

“Master Lucius?”

Lucius required anything. Without asking George to fetch the

George following him.

more expansive due to

of the

a lunch tray upstairs, he told

expression, standing by respectfully, ready for further