Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0080

“I’ll inform Grandma of all this,” she threatened. ‘Til see if she allows such a heinous act.”

Lucius’s expression contorted slightly–a mix of anger and challenge. “You wouldn’t dare.

“Why not?” she retorted, beyond the point of fear.

He grabbed her throat, his fingers constricting.

“What? Are you so eager to tell Grandma because you’re hoping for her preferred method of childbirth?”

“What method?” she gasped, struggling to breathe.

“Do you think you deserve that privilege?” he questioned coldly.

Fighting for breath, she defiantly locked eyes with him.

He abruptly let go, glaring down at the hand he had used to strangle her, his demeanor exuding arrogance.

“Reflect on how we lost our first child, and then obediently bore my child!”

In Lucius’s world, what he willed, he achieved.

The following day. Violet was forcefully administered an ovulation induction injection.

As someone more receptive to subtle forms of persuasion than force, especially in such personal matters. Violet rushed to the kitchen and desperately gobbled ice cream, devouring all the frozen food she could find in

a desperate attempt to resist.

This binge–eating quickly led to severe stomach pain, diarrhea, and fever, leaving her

bedridden and too weak to move within just a few hours.

The doctor attending to her shook his head worriedly.

on?” Lucius barged in, likely aware of

and diarrhea,” the doctor nervously explained. “The

might be compromised.”

expression darkened instantly, and he glared at her with venom.

in pain, was lying in bed, pressing her hand against her stomach

as she met Lucius’s

having a child! If you dare use my eggs for

a frightening cracking sound, almost as if he were

witnessing the scene, was

refusing to look at

+15 BONOS

the only person in the

she eats anything strange again. I’ll send everyone involved to the swamp

order instilled tear in the medical team. From then on, Violet was constantly

and she was no

her meals, which were personally served

constraints, healthy eggs were

as she watched the medical professionals

more than at

month

The embryo cultivation was

a nonchalant nod, “Proceed

“Understood, Master Lucius.”

into the surgery room

a brief procedure, she awoke to find that a viable embryo

the ceiling, feeling an unusual sensation in her body, unable to pinpoint what it was. She attempted to shift her body a little.

“The embryo has just

observation.”

her hand instinctively touching her stomach. Was she pregnant

body shook with rage as the nurse placed a thermometer under

through with it and transplanted the embryo into