Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0113

The following morning. Violet stepped out of her flat, luggage in tow.

George was waiting for her downstairs. He smiled upon seeing her suitcase, playfully saying. “Ms. Violet, you didn’t need to bring so much. We have everything necessary.”

“I feel more comfortable using my own things,” she responded, aware of Lucius’s affluence but choosing to maintain a professional boundary, “especially since I’ll be compensated.”

George simply smiled in response, offering no further comment.

Lucius had reserved an entire plane for himself.

As Violet followed George and boarded the plane, she noticed Lucius reclining in his seat, utterly

ignoring her presence, yet casting a contemptuous glance at her suitcase.

Opting to disregard his attitude, Violet followed George to the staff area of the cabin.

“George, bring her over here.” Lucius instructed, signaling toward a seat beside him.

Violet tensed up at this, and reminded him, “I’m only here to cook.”

“What else do you think I’d need you for?” he said frankly, his disdain and aloofness visible in his

gaze.

Feeling awkward, as if she had misjudged the situation, Violet chose silence and settled in the

indicated seat.

Lucius engrossed himself in a magazine, effectively rendering her invisible. Violet pulled out her phone and began scrolling through social media.

journey progressed in silence.

transformed his spacious seat into a makeshift bed, and lowered

and shut his eyes to

he seemed unconcerned about

on the recliner.

when she spotted

harsh demeanor had given way to a childlike gentleness. This

earth was she thinking? She snapped out

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low, and was concerned Lucius might catch a

and she hesitated whether to cover him with it or

a lovely flight attendant beat her to it. gently placing the blanket over him with a soft expression.

a beautiful woman attending him, why should she interfere? She chastised herself for her

awoke after about

awakening was relaxed yet captivating, reminiscent of

are you thinking?” he

voice was raspy from sleep, but his penetrating gaze

Violet looked down

gave her a skeptical look, then pointedly asked, “Did you cover me with the blanket?”

blanket draped over him,

flight attendant.

her head and denied,

the flight attendant had done. She pointed to

Yet suddenly, he seemed irritated and

perplexed. Didn’t he dislike her covering him? Why was he furious when she hadn’t?

continued to disregard her, focusing on his own activities and treating her as though she were non–existent.

that he was ignoring her, and thought it wasn’t so bad.

seven to eight hours. There would

reclined in her seat and