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, suddenly

quickly, comforting herself that she only

reassuring.” Regina responded with a

unsure

marriage should be there before having a child. You

a child.

won’t pressure you anymore. Just

freeing her from this pressure? Violet was

she held Regina’s hand and uttered. “Thank you, Grandma. Thank

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freed from the burden of possibly abandoning a

hugged Regina and

stressed that Lucius was already aware of this situation, sparing Violet the need to explain it

the cloud above

her room that

Grandma… informed

return, especially since “Agatha” had left such a negative impression on him, one he would never forget in his life.

hum, neither confirming nor denying

to the bed and

to maintain distance.

and demanded. “Come

and in response, he

resistance led to scratches on his hand, visibly angering him, but he refrained from being

pulling her into an

persisted in

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

arms, Violet stopped moving, remaining

His heartbeat was intense, and right next to her ear, his body heat

face grew warm under

she couldn’t take it anymore,

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