Love Addiction: Doting On My Love

Chapter 38

Violet did not want to be tom apart by starving dogs, so she forced herself to eat some porridge and let

the doctor administer an IV drip. Honestly, she had not been sleeping well over the past few days, and

her eyelids felt like they were made of lead. Soon, she fell asleep.

While she was dozing off, she felt a stab of pain from her hand. Thinking that it was the doctor. Violet

did not open her eyes and let the person do whatever they wanted.

“Ms. Agathal”

She woke up at the cry and shot up from bed. The doctor stood in front of her with a disgruntled

expression. When she looked down, she saw that the needle was no longer attached to the back of her

hand.

“Why did you pull the needle out? the doctor asked in disapproval

Confused, she said. “But I didn’t.”

The doctor walked over. Violet looked up and saw that the IV bag was not even half empty. The needle

swung below it. The tape used to attach the needle to the back of her hand was in the trashcan.

In less than half an hour, George appeared. “Madam, Master Lucius wants you in the living hall.”

She was escorted downstairs.

Lucius sat in the living hall with his long legs pressed together. His hair fell over his temples and cast

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in a dark shadow.

Violet gulped. “The The doctor removed the needle. I didn’t do it”

“I’ve been downstairs since you were brought away, and Mr. George saw me head up only when it was

time to remove the needle.” The doctor looked upset. He was the family doctor and knew not to do

anything stupid.

Lucius cast a glance at the IV bag and needle George brought down with him. “This isn’t how Dr.

Rocko

removes IV needles.”

So, he was certain she did it.

Violet’s eyes flew wide open.

Lucius fixed her with a gloomy stare.

“What should we do?” George asked in a troubled manner.

Lucius flicked the fabric over his knees. “Do what you were told to do.”

He then got up and left with no hesitation. A few bodyguards pulled Violet up and dragged her to the

backyard. There was a dog there wandering around. It was huge and fierce. When it saw Violet, its

eyes shone with hunger.

“Throw her in,” George said. He was not a kind man, and Agatha River had gotten on his nerves after

repeatedly lying to Lucies.

A bodyguard shoved Violet In.

The moment she fell into the backyard, the prowling dog smelled her scent and looked over. Violet

planted her back against the tall fence, and fear shone in her eyes. She was currently at a spot facing

the window of the second floor’s corridor, and she could see Lucius sitting by it, while the bikini lady

stood behind him.

The dog was starving, and Violet’s scent made it even hungrier. It charged over while drooling, which

made it look like a creature from hell. Violet wanted to run away, but it was impossible. She was prey

shut in a cage

and did not have any dignity.

The dog was huge, so there was no way she could win against it. Tears ran down her cheeks as she

foresaw

her death.

The dog’s hungry growls drew nearer.

Violet had been frozen in fear, but once she realized she could not run, she charged at the dog.

With no weapons in hand, she charged at the dog, but she was the one who ended up falling on her

butt. When she fell on the grass, she saw the bikini lady’s face and Lucius’s cold expression.

Her view was soon blocked by the dog’s face.

She no longer had the strength to escape.

The dog opened its jaws.

Bang.

The pain Violet expected did not come. Instead, she was dragged up. Violet opened her eyes and saw

a haggard middle-aged woman protecting her with a stick in her hand. She had used it to hit the dog.

The animal ran away in fear and hit the fence, which released even more starving dogs.