Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0133

He bellowed, “Everyone, get out!”

The others were perplexed and hesitated to comply.

Seeing Lucius’s fiery gaze on her, Violet thought silently, what now?

“Get out!”

Everyone quickly left, including Violet, who fled in fear of his rising rage.

“Why are you leaving?” Lucius yanked her back. “Haven’t you had enough people stare at you?”

His gaze then drifted to her chest.

It was only then that Violet became acutely aware of her attire–pajamas without a bra. Embarrassed, she blushed deeply and turned away, attempting to cover herself.

“There’s nothing to hide in front of me,” he remarked wryly.

Violet wished she could vanish.

“Call the driver in!” Lucius gave the command to George over the phone.

George quickly confirmed the driver’s presence at the door.

Violet was nearly knocked over as Lucius threw a coat over her. He wrapped her securely in the coat, pulling her close to him.

As the driver entered, Lucius interrogated, “What were you staring at when you drove her here?”

The driver hesitated. He was unsure what he had done wrong.

He responded, “On the road.”

“You didn’t look back?”

“No.”

Lucius appeared doubtful about the response.

at me,” Violet

driver wasn’t paying attention to her since he was concentrating on driving,

Lucius to dismiss the driver, who left the room perplexed and scratching

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Lucius’s reaction to her attire.

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attire? Could it be that he had feelings for her? Was that even possible? Perhaps his sentiments for her were comparable to his feelings for other women

past.

not allowed to go

No one

circumstances.

bleeding hasn’t stopped yet, let’s call

care about me?” he asked with a smile.

cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she explained, “I just… I’m worried you’ll lose too much blood. It was, after all, my

and he roared, “I won’t

afraid to say anything else.

“Fix it!”

the doctor had placed in her

wound, not wanting him to

the medicine had covered his wound. The medication worked quickly, and the bleeding stopped.

your wound?” Violet asked,

pulling a

reclined on a lounge chair,

leave,”

as if

disbelief turned to concern when she felt his feverish

push him away.

“Lucius, stop it.”

move, I’m

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long lashes cast gentle shadows

of childlike innocence.

escape from his arms when she saw how vulnerable he appeared.

from his body. Initially, she thought it was from their close contact, but a touch to his forehead revealed

to

gripped her firmly, and drew her back into