Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0078

Violet observed this exchange, stunned. Was she just sold off like this? She noticed a flicker of hope in

Lucius’s stern expression, recognizing that he was only attempting to satisfy Regina.

“Now, go downstairs for dinner, both of you. Eat well. Vivi, you don’t need to look after me tonight. Instead,

focus on providing me with a healthy great–grandson,” Regina instructed, signaling for them to leave.

Descending the stairs, Violet felt a wave of relief.

At the dining table, a lavish spread awaited them. George, the butler, politely gestured. “Ms. Agatha, please.”

Violet hadn’t shared a meal with Lucius in a long time, often eating in the kitchen, feeling undeserving of dining with him and anxious about possibly getting indigestion.

Yet, George’s gesture placed Violet in an awkward position.

She looked to Lucius for direction, expecting that he would refuse to share a meal with her. To her amazement.

he moved toward the table, disregarding her look of inquiry.

“Madam Davis has arranged this,” George murmured.

Only Regina had the authority to overthrow Lucius in this household.

With reluctance, Violet seated herself at the table’s farthest end, maintaining a significant gap between Lucius and the food.

Despite the distance, her hunger prevailed after a day’s labor outside. She began to greedily devour her dinner. unconcerned about the lack of dishes.

rejuvenated and wiped her mouth clean. Lucius, on the

she rose to leave, he finally addressed

reseated herself. It seemed he merely wanted her

demeanor in

him to finish, then trailed behind him upstairs, deliberately slowing

staircase’s top, Lucius halted, and asked, “Agatha,

but couldn’t voice it.

were cursing me, weren’t you?” he deduced.

yet he seemed blind to her repeated inner assertions that she wasn’t Agatha.

Agatha?” he asked,

+15 BONOS

answered quickly, nodding. Could this be a

allowed you to stop being

“Well, I’d…”

to listen to her answer. “You’ve managed to gain Grandma’s favor. This is your final opportunity. Grandma desires a grandchild, and

“Have… a child?”

he drew her in forcefully, his lips pressing against hers with intensity. right there in the corridor, of all

had the power to cloud her mind, making her respond to

ablaze a fire within her.

his embrace. His presence was overpowering, even overshadowing the fragrance of the sweetest

she were clinging

drowned in this

to her ear, murmuring. “However, I no longer wish to touch you, so… We’ll opt

words, he released her.

in the hallway, struggling to understand his sudden shift

glass of wine in one hand and an ultrasound report in the other, the

of Agatha’s pregnancy.