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?

feelings for him, don’t

herself that she only said this to avoid

reassuring.” Regina responded with a

unsure

emotions into account. Now that I think about it, love and marriage should be there before having a child. You haven’t experienced these stages

a child.

Vivi, I won’t pressure you anymore. Just seeing you and

this pressure? Violet

she held Regina’s hand and uttered.

+15 BONOS

felt a wave of relief, freed from the burden of possibly abandoning a

hugged Regina and whispered. “Thank you.”

already aware of this situation, sparing Violet the need to explain it to

it the cloud above her

her room that

Grandma… informed

a negative impression on

noncommittal hum, neither confirming nor denying anything. He then briskly

the bed and sat down.

recoiled, trying to maintain distance.

and demanded. “Come

in response, he

to scratches on his hand, visibly angering him, but he refrained from being harsh, instead

pulling her into an

persisted in her

hoarse warning. “If you keep struggling, don’t blame me for what

in his arms, Violet

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

warm under his intense

when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, he released her, having