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 be said.

to easily submit to hardship. She endured daily labor under the hot sun without

you propose?” Lucius asked,

to her desires,” George suggested cautiously. “If Master

stormed out without

found herself back in her own room, reclining on

aftereffects of the cold, with her fingertips and toes aching as if

discomfort served as a stark reminder that she was indeed still alive.

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manipulations. A grim smile crossed her pale face, which only highlighted her sense of defeat

opened, and Lucius stepped

glance before turning her

She no longer

wrapped

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

back his urge to strangle

I should just choke

you a billion to

the most generous sum, one that no one

ignore him and

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

Name your price,” he snarled, gritting

with sarcasm. “I don’t want

“Agatha!” he exclaimed.

lives.

had no desire to

considered doing precisely

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

If you please Grandma, you can leave. Right now, the only way to make her happy is to have a

wish.”

snapped open, and her