Chapter 0083

“Alright, you can go now,” Regina said, finally allowing the two to leave.

She lazily motioned for the nurse to cover her with a blanket, signaling her readiness to sleep.

Violet and Lucius left the room, one after the other.

“Why am I feeling so warm?”

Observing Lucius‘ sweat–beaded forehead confirmed Violet’s suspicion about the heat.

Lucius glanced at her emotionlessly, revealing, “Grandma has given us a special nourishing soup!”

“A special nourishing soup?*

Violet, though unfamiliar with it, was aware that certain families prepared herbal soups to boost fertility, which also reputedly enhanced certain abilities.

“She’s doing this…”

Grasping what Regina intended, Violet’s sweating worsened, prompting her to say, “I’m heading to my room!”

Then she felt a strong hand clasp her arm.

The man pressed against her, rationalizing. “Since Grandma wants you to bear my child, in our situation, this is the quickest method for conception.”

“Excuse me…?”

Before she could fully process his words, Lucius lifted her up.

Despite an innate urge to resist, Violet felt an inexplicable thrill with his embracement, a longing for the

closeness…

“Perhaps we shouldn’t go through with this.”

He brought her to the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed.

weakly, feeling it wasn’t right. Her head was foggy, and

dress, coaxing, “You wish to leave,

“The exit…”

place. She might as well

do so regardless.

so pleasurable and so passionate that it didn’t

through it?

limp on the bed after the storm had passed. Her eyes closed,

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of unexplained contentment filling him as he held her in his

embrace.

wasn’t the kind of person who would easily succumb to drug influence. He must have felt this

he hadn’t been with a woman in

been addicted to

long before getting up, throwing on a shirt,

still

to come over

such a request for quite some time. Could Regina’s nourishing soup have made an

thought, George took a moment before giving an affirmative reply.

a disapproving glance.

you like to drink, Master Lucius? I’ll make

“No need.”

and didn’t

grandma in the dark about

George replied duly.

in Lucius’s bedroom. Embarrassment washed over her, turning her cheeks red. Memories of the previous night made her bury her face in the covers.

She had responded to him. Perhaps it was the soup’s

night, he exhibited both extreme passion and tenderness. The

the way Lucius treated

for feeling this way? She must be

hastily dressed, still flushed and her ears burning

her way

ahead, politely guiding the woman,

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