Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

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Yet George, gathering his courage, persuaded him, “Master Lucius, will you continue to visit Ms. Agatha? You

can’t keep going to her.”

Lucius’s downcast gaze snapped up sharply at George.

George's sudden bravery faded slowly, and he no longer dared to say anything else. He retreated quietly. wiping

the cold sweat off his forehead as soon as he was out of Lucius’s sight.

“I couldn’t possibly develop any feelings for her.”

George paused as he closed the door, surprised to hear Lucius’s unexpected remark.

He glanced back to see Lucius lying on the bed, his expression grim and his lips tightly pressed, as if those words

didn’t cfrom him.

For sreason, Lucius had stopped sending Violet to the dog farm and instead had her stay at the Imperial

Palace to weed.

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Since the night he visited her room, he hadn't appeared again. Even during their occasional encounters, he

completely ignored her, walking past her as if she were invisible.

This was a relief for Violet.

Lucius, who had beccold and cruel as a result of the betrayal, wouldn't be swayed by her compliance or

flattery. All she could do was wait and endure.

Since the last group of women left, Lucius hadn't requested that George find him a new lover, nor had he sought

out Violet.

This was unusual for someone as diligent as George. The butler had discreetly arranged for a woman to be sent

to his master, dressing her in a maid's uniform to avoid drawing attention.

Violet had been busy weeding the gardens all morning, when a sudden downpour left her completely soaked.

She finally got inside the house to change her clothes, but was dismayed to find that all her clothes in the

wardrobe were also drenched.

The servants, who harbored animosity towards her, often played such pranks. This seemed like yet another one

of their tricks.

George, focusing only on ensuring Violet was fed and alive, often overlooked such petty harassment, which in

turn allowed them to persist.

Standing there, feeling utterly defeated with her shoulders drooping, Violet resigned herself to remain dressed in

her wet attire. She walked downstairs in her original outfit.

“You're going to dirty the floor with those wet clothes,” commented a woman in a maid's uniform from behind

her.

While speaking to Violet, she cast a disdainful glance at her own uniform. The uniform had obscured her

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Then, in a seemingly generous gesture, she offered, “Here, take my clothes.”

She quickly undressed and tossed her uniform to Violet, walking away confidently in her revealing attire.

Violet was only too happy to accept the clothes, and went to change.

Grateful for dry clothes, Violet accepted the uniform and went to change. However, upon reaching her room,

she found the door locked-another prank by the servants.

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Not wanting to engage in their games, she headed to the public restroom to change. Once there, she tied her

hair up in front of the mirror.

“Hey, | told you to stay put. Why did you wander off here?” A voice called out from behind Violet. The same

person then handed her a cup of water, urging, “Drink this!”

Violet hesitantly accepted the cup, but she didn’t drink immediately.

The person, seemingly impatient, insisted, “This is from Mr. George. Drink it! It won't harm you!”

In the house, nobody dared to play pranks using George's name. The butler occasionally showed Violet some

kindness, so she assumed this was his gesture of concern after seeing her drenched. She drank from the cup

without further hesitation.

After the person took the cup and left, Violet remained standing there for a while. She started to feel unusually

hot and slightly dizzy.

Since she couldn't enter her room, she decided to squat down on the ground for a bit.

Why was it so hot all of a sudden? She had only squatted for a short while, but why did the night fall?

Rubbing her eyes, her vision blurry, Violet could feel the softness and stability of a bed beneath her. Was she

now lying in bed?

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