Love Addiction: Doting On My Love

Chapter 51

Dawn had broken by the time Violet regained consciousness. She felt like a discarded rag, tossed

aside when Lucius finished with it. He left without giving her a second glance.

Only when the sun had fully risen did she carefully rise, laboriously moving her battered body towards

the bathroom. The bruises marking her body were glaring, a reminder of the night’s events.

These silent witnesses of Lucius’s actions couldn’t be washed away, and she was left without any

means to hold him accountable.

Violet let out a helpless sigh, feeling an overwhelming urge to cry. But with the world having abandoned

her. who would offer her sympathy?

Every step was a struggle; her legs felt lame, and each movement brought a sharp, sour pain. Despite

her slow pace, she managed to make her way downstairs on her own.

There, Lucius was having a good time with two women, each of their waists so slender and delicate

that they seemed to effortlessly fit in his arms. Noticing her descent from the stairs, those two’s

features tensed and revealed their dissatisfaction.

“Lucius, didn’t you say you’d punish her?” one of them asked. “Why does she seem fine?”

With complete indifference and without a glance towards Violet, he replied, “Hasn’t she been

punished?”

Seeing Violet’s limp, the women erupted in victorious laughter.

Violet stopped, clutching at her chest in discomfort, realizing that Lucius’s harsh treatment the previous

night was a form of retribution for these women.

Lucius coldly dismissed the women, and withdrew to his room. None of them were brave enough to

follow him. Instead, they walked over and blocked Violet’s path, scrutinizing her as if she were merely

an object.

“You got a beating from Lucius, didn’t you? That’s what you get for your arrogance!”

“She can’t even walk properly! How pathetic!” one mocked, recalling the previous night’s slap. She

cruelly pinched Violet on her bruised skin.

Violet winced in pain, her face twisting. She stepped back to escape the woman’s grasp, shooting the

latter a glare.

“He must have whipped her,” one speculated, turning to her companion.

“Mrs. Davis? Got the nerve to call yourself that again?”

“So shameless!”

“You’re nothing compared to us.”

Violet, not one to be easily intimidated, raised her head, prepared to respond. Upon noticing Lucius’s

stern look from a distance, however, she restrained herself.

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Choosing to ignore them, she walked past the women as if they were non-existent and headed outside.

Under the porch, she felt a harsh shove, causing the iron chains to rattle loudly.

Turning around, she saw that it was the woman she had slapped.

“Hey, what’s your problem?” Violet snarled.

Now out of Lucius’s view, her fear dissipated. She faced the two women with a bold, icy stare.

“Just felt like hitting you, that’s all.”

“You think you can call yourself Mrs. Davis in front of us? You’re just asking for trouble!”

One of them viciously kicked Violet’s waist with her high heel, striking the same spot where Lucius had

harshly pressed her the night before.

Their boldness only increased upon seeing Violet suppress her anger.

Violet, in excruciating pain, broke into a cold sweat as her fury surged. She grabbed the woman’s foot

and,

with a twist, shoved away her foot, which was wearing high-heeled shoes.

The woman nearly fell over as she stumbled backward in surprise.

“How dare you hit me?”

“Do you have any wounds on you?” Violet asked coolly, struggling to stand despite her pain.

She had been careful not to knock the woman down to avoid giving Lucius any reason for further

punishment.

“You…”

“You want the title of Mrs. Davis so badly, right? Take it! I don’t care. It’s not my decision to make. Just

stop

bothering me, or I’ll use these chains on you!”

Violet brandished the iron chains menacingly, causing the women to retreat in fear.

Lucius observed from the half-open door, his expression icy and unreadable, silently

witnessing the confrontation.

Sensing defiance in her, he had allowed the women to confront Violet.

As he quietly observed, he was surprised by her words. He silently caught up with them, wanting to see

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she handled the women but was shocked to hear such words.

He wondered, did she disdain to be his wife? Did the title restrict her freedom to meet other men?

His veins throbbed due to his rage, and he re-entered the house and instructed George, “The weeding

job is

too easy for her. Find something else for her.”

George, understanding whom Lucius referred to, was puzzled by this sudden shift. However, he still

obeyed.

Yes, Master Lucius.”

“And send those two away!” Lucius added as George turned to leave.

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Then, he massaged his brows, as though troubled.

Outside the door, confusion reigned.

“How can this be?”

Before the two women could savor their apparent victory, George delivered the unexpected news that

they were to leave. Their expressions mirrored their shock.

“Master Lucius has ordered this. Please board the plane,” George stated, dealing with the situation

efficiently

and without further explanation.

The two women, unable to comprehend it, trembled in disbelief.

“This must be a mistake.”

They had perceived Lucius to be quite affectionate towards them, having taken their side and shown

them affection upon waking up today. The sudden decision to send them away seemed unfathomable.

“We need to talk to Lucius!” they insisted, trying to enter the manor in protest.