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?”

George confirmed, but hesitated to

on,” Lucius urged, sensing there was more to be

said, “Ms. Agatha isn’t one to easily submit to hardship. She endured daily labor under the hot sun without complaint.

you propose?” Lucius asked,

her desires,” George suggested cautiously. “If Master Lucius can offer something she genuinely

out

consciousness, Violet found herself back in her own room, reclining on

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

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

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cruel manipulations. A grim smile crossed her pale face,

and Lucius

indifferent glance before turning

ordeals. She no longer feared him.

approached the bed, observing her delicate figure wrapped in blankets. Despite her

and again, much to his frustration; he had

back his urge to strangle her.

woman, I should just

you a billion to have

one that no one could

indifferent, choosing to ignore him and close her eyes.

the swamp long ago if

you think it’s too little? Name your price,” he snarled, gritting his teeth and conceding

eyes, her expression one of calm defiance, tinged with sarcasm. “I don’t

“Agatha!” he exclaimed.

with a dismissive eye roll, defiantly challenging him, “You’re always quick to threaten lives. Why not just return me

desire to

had considered doing precisely

eyes once more,

soft whisper reached her ears, “Don’t you remember? If you please Grandma, you can leave. Right now, the only way to make her happy is to have a child. Give birth, and you’ll be free

wish.”

eyes snapped open, and her chest