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,

showed endless tolerance for Regina. He patiently

sign of annoyance.

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

her

look

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

a little figure, nearly swallowed up

said casually, “I heard the temperature outside is

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but he offered no response to her remark.

practically roast

brows and gazed out the window.

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

no move to call Violet back inside. He believed she was sensible enough to avoid unnecessary

once

wasn’t known for

on the other hand, seemed undeterred by the scorching sun. Her hand–weeding

look like she

cuffs, becoming increasingly irritated. He got

something to eat.”

circumstances, a mere word from him would have had the servants bring the

go out himself.

door, always ready to attend to Lucius.

“Master Lucius?”

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

George following

downstairs was more expansive due to bulletproof glass walls

the outside.

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

by respectfully, ready