Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0081

“Remove her from here!”

Lucius finally commanded, his voice low, not glancing at Violet but directing his words to George.

“Take her down to the cellar!”

Violet found herself being cast into the cellar, where the temperature plunged well below freezing.

The chilling conditions brought back memories of her first day at the Imperial Palace, where she had also

been in such a cold environment, waking up to a similar bitter cold.

She pondered if she might succumb to the cold, or perhaps faint and wake up to a past reality where

everything was peaceful–where Oliver was still asleep, and Emily’s voice remained intact. A time when she

could look forward to sitting by Oliver’s bedside, talking and singing to him.

A sad smile formed on her cracked lips, the severe cold having drained them of any moisture.

She no longer felt the cold, but just quietly closed her eyes.

Outside the room, Lucius, visibly disturbed, picked up a wine glass from the table and rubbed his forehead.

George approached him, looking concerned, and hesitantly informed him, “Ms. Agatha has fainted.”

Crash!

The sound of shattering glass echoed as Lucius crushed the glass in his hand, red wine splashing.

“Master Lucius!” George exclaimed, shocked by his reaction.

Lucius turned, his brow furrowed in annoyance. “Didn’t you tell her that compliance would grant her freedom?”

did,” George confirmed, but hesitated

there was more to

easily submit to hardship. She endured daily labor under the hot sun

propose?” Lucius asked,

George suggested cautiously. “If Master Lucius can offer something she genuinely

stormed out

regaining consciousness, Violet found herself back in her

with her fingertips

discomfort served as a stark reminder

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of enduring Lucius’s cruel manipulations. A grim smile crossed her pale face, which only highlighted her sense

opened, and Lucius stepped inside.

turning her head away, her

no

observing her delicate figure wrapped

and again, much to his frustration; he had been defeated each time.

his urge to strangle

should just choke

billion to have the

sum, one that no one could refuse.

ignore him and close her eyes.

him. He would have tossed Violet into the swamp long ago if it hadn’t been for Regina’s fixation on this woman

think it’s too little? Name your price,” he

eyes, her expression one of calm defiance, tinged with sarcasm.

“Agatha!” he exclaimed.

defiantly challenging him, “You’re always quick to threaten lives. Why not just return

to fight for

doing

her fate, closed her eyes once more, resting on her

remember? If you please Grandma, you can leave. Right now, the only way to make her

wish.”

eyes snapped open, and her