Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0089

He touched her face softly, trying to rouse her, but she remained unresponsive. Even though he hadn’t

completed what he started, he refrained from continuing and instead carried her to the bathroom.

Unaware of her deep slumber, Violet didn’t realize that Lucius, while cleaning her up, was gentle throughout,

his eyes filled with her reflection…

Later, around noon, Violet woke to a knock on the door.

Struggling to rise, she saw bruises covering her body, a grim reminder of the recurring events if she stayed.

With a shiver, she dressed and opened the door.

There, a nurse was wheeling Regina in a wheelchair.

“Grandma, what brings you here?” Violet asked, surprised.

Regina looked around the room, and said, “You hadn’t visited me all day, so I decided to come and see you.”

In the past, Violet would sometimes go days without visiting Regina.

Violet stepped aside to allow Regina to enter.

Regina dismissed the caregiver with an excuse, and then held Violet’s hand, asking. “Vivi, tell me. Do you dislike Lucius?”

The question caught Violet by surprise. She had never really pondered it.

Did she not like him? Logically, she should have responded immediately, but why couldn’t she just agree?

Lucius should have made her loathe him because of his harshness, hubris, and the agony he caused her. But why did she sometimes find a sense of defeat in his harshness, a hint of helplessness in his dominance, and a trace of tenderness in the hurt he inflicted?

have feelings for him, don’t you?” Regina asked,

herself that she only said this to avoid hurting

responded with

unsure of

I think about it, love and marriage should be there before having a

a child.

to be hesitant. Vivi, I won’t pressure you anymore. Just seeing you and Lucius happy together is enough

this pressure? Violet was almost in

and uttered.

+15 BONOS

felt a wave of relief, freed from the burden of possibly abandoning a child and ensuring her child

Regina and

that Lucius was already aware of this

the cloud

her room

informed you?”

since “Agatha” had left such a negative impression on

a noncommittal hum, neither confirming nor denying anything.

the bed

trying to maintain

displeasure, and demanded. “Come here!”

resisted, and in response, he yanked her toward

scratches on his hand, visibly angering him, but

pulling her into an embrace.

in her struggle.

keep struggling, don’t blame me for what comes

the tension in his arms, Violet stopped moving, remaining

about ten minutes, trying to calm himself. His heartbeat was intense, and

under

she couldn’t take it anymore, he released her, having calmed himself.