Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0018
Lucius was enjoying his dinner at the dining table. He sliced the steak on the plate.
The lady in the bikini was seated at the other end of the table, and even though she was reluctant, she had to keep her distance
from him. That man was so passionate in bed, but as soon as they were done, he turned cold again and refused to let anyone
near him.
But she was lucky enough that he did not chastise her for holding his arm earlier in the day. She chuckled to herself when she
realized she was different. She glanced shyly at the man enjoying his meal, and she
instantly forgot about how upset she had been.
Lucius kept his head low and ignored the woman’s flirtatious gaze. He picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of his lips as if
he did not see anything.
George cast a worried glance at Violet, who had been sitting on the grass for nearly six hours. “Master, Ms. Agatha...” George
hesitantly said to his master while he was in a good mood.
Lucius gently set down the napkin and pushed his plate to the side before saying, “Tell her that if she wants to rest, she should
admit her mistake and acknowledge her identity.”
George went to carry out the order, but a few minutes later, he returned alone with a frown on his face. “Ms. Agatha said that she
would rather die than apologize to you...”
Lucius clenched his fists, and the napkin crumpled into a ball in his hand.
“If she wants to die, then let her!” he exclaimed as he got up and went upstairs.
Feeling resigned, George shook his head, but he dared not meddle in their business.

Violet stayed in the garden for three days straight.
During the day, she was exposed to the sun, and the temperature rose to more than thirty degrees Celsius. At night, the
temperature dropped significantly to almost ten degrees Celsius. Her flimsy clothing did not provide any protection against the
cold.
Other than water, she had nothing to eat. She was exhausted and starving. Her lips had started to crack a long time ago, and
they were painfully dry. Her face was as pale as paper and had also started flaking. She no longer looked alive.
She remained silent; she was determined not to give in.
A set of sharp eyes gazed down from the floor above at the tiny, unyielding figure on the grass. He narrowed his eyes.
“Ms. Agatha’s body is already very weak. If this continues...” George said once he returned from the garden. He had realized
how dire things were.
Before he could finish, Violet slumped down and disappeared into the grass.
Lucius clenched his fingers, and his knuckles turned white from the tight grip he had on the window blinds.
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“Bring her back.” He finally issued the order.
“Understood.” George’s expression finally relaxed, and he hurriedly left.

Lucius lowered his hand slowly. His clenched fist was concealed in his sleeve. “Agatha, you have not made up
for even a tiny fraction of the humiliation you inflicted upon me. You have no right to die!”
This time, Violet was so worn out that she spent a week lying in bed before gradually getting better. She had not seen Lucius
since she woke up. He disappeared again. She was a patient. Therefore, a small bed was temporarily added to his room so she
would not have to sleep on the floor.
Of course, she did not dare to expect that Lucius pitied her enough to give her a bed. His true goal must be to
play with her like a toy and punish her while keeping her alive.
She could not help but shudder when she thought of that.
After several days, Lucius still did not show up. The weather forecast predicted that typhoons would continue to strike this week,
and all flights were canceled. It was undoubtedly good news to Violet. Her life was so
much easier when Lucius was unable to return.
As usual, she would go outside for a few hours to pull weeds, come back for dinner, and then head back to her room. She
decided to climb up to the window sill to watch the rain after eating since she had nothing else to
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The anti-theft window in the bedroom was automatic, and it could be opened using the remote control. She was able to relish the
scenery of the rain while sitting on the window sill, and it was the perfect spot to enjoy

the view outside.
She was an easily satisfied person, and the scenery lifted her mood. She searched for rain-related songs and
began to sing.
Her voice was different compared to Emily’s. Emily had a clear, crisp voice, which made singing high notes easier, while Violet
had a lower, huskier voice that was perfect for singing love songs.
“Rainy days, I’m thinking ’bout you, what to say, wish I knew how to find the way right back to you.....”
While she sang the song, she gently swayed her legs and moved her body to match the beat.
At some point, the door behind her was pushed open, and Lucius showed up. He clenched his jaw when he heard Violet singing.
Violet lost herself in her own singing, and old memories began to surface. She was completely unaware of his appearance until-
“Whoosh!”
She was pushed off the window sill. She was completely unprepared, and she screamed before reflexively turning around. She
saw a cold face staring back at her.