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

he was concentrating on driving, which was understandable given the urgency

the driver, who left the room perplexed and scratching

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was confused about Lucius’s reaction

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attire? Could it be that he had feelings for her? Was that

past.

to go

No one would go out like

circumstances.

stopped yet, let’s call

you really care about me?” he

embarrassment as she explained, “I just… I’m worried you’ll lose too much

cheerful mood quickly soured, and he roared,

was afraid to say anything

“Fix it!”

shoved the medication the doctor had placed

the medicine to his bloody wound, not wanting him to bleed to death. She

had covered his wound.

would you refuse to treat your wound?” Violet asked, still shaken.

pulling a

a lounge chair, pulling her into

leave,”

wouldn’t let go, closing his eyes as if he were

turned to concern when she felt his feverish

push him away.

“Lucius, stop it.”

I’m

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closed, and the long lashes cast gentle shadows over his

of childlike innocence.

to escape from his arms when she saw how vulnerable

intense heat emanating from his body. Initially, she thought it was from their close contact, but a touch to his forehead revealed he was feverish.

to

let go. He gripped her firmly, and drew her back into his