Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

George mistook her anxiety for concern, so he sighed and said, “She is Master Lucius’s lover.”
“Oh. A lover?”
Violet’s anxiety was instantly replaced by indescribable disappointment. She only noticed that tears were rolling out of her eyes
and landing on the floor like unstrung beads.
“You should have assumed that Master Lucius would look for another woman when you left.” With a polite tone, George said,
“You should also know by now to let it go and not take it to heart.” In truth, he was implying that this was karma.
Violet just stood by the window in low spirits, and she was not paying any attention to the butler’s words.
Violet could see the stunning scenery right in front of her eyes, but she could only appreciate it from the confines of this room.
With a surge of emotion, she threw a punch at the glass window with full force.
The bulletproof glass vibrated slightly and was not damaged in the slightest. She was the one who was injured instead. She
punched with so much strength that her knuckles were almost crushed. Her skin tore, and blood began to trickle out of the
wound.
George sighed and shook his head before leaving the room without a word.
In the days that followed, Lucius never visited her again, and George rarely showed up too. The servants were responsible for
fulfilling all her daily needs.
The woman was sent away the day after, but Violet realized that a new woman would arrive soon to replace her.
It continued for seven consecutive days, and there was someone new every day.

How many lovers did Lucius have?
How could a wife cope with her husband having so many lovers? It made sense that his wife left him. Even though she had
never met Agatha before, Violet could not help but feel sorry for her.
As the days went by, she seemed to have been completely forgotten in that room.
“I won’t be locked up in here for the rest of my life, will I?” Violet thought as she started to feel restless again.
God answered her prayers. Violet quickly realized that there were not many people in the house, and not a single guard was
present. If she escaped, she could basically leave undetected.
When Violet attempted to open the windows, she noticed an emergency exit on the steel window grille. The exit was usually
locked, but perhaps the servants had been careless and forgot about it, as it opened with a single push.
Violet was delighted. She tore the sheets into strips, tied them to the window, and then used the sheets to lower herself to the
first floor after going through the emergency exit. Then, she began to run, and the escape went more smoothly than she
expected. She managed to run past the castle walls and make it outside the Imperial Palace.
Violet felt anxious and happy as she turned to look at the palace she had left behind. She patted her chest and felt relieved. She
did not dare to linger for too long and quickly moved forward.
All of that did not go unnoticed by the person who was watching from the floor above.
His face was expressionless as he stared intently at the small running figure.