Love Addiction: Doting On My Love

Chapter 135

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“The car won’t start, what should we do?”

“I’ll take a look,” Oliver said, casting a meaningful glance at Violet before he walked away with the keys.

Emily was visibly upset and gazed resentfully at Violet. “What are you trying to do?”

Violet thought the scenario amusing, and retorted, “What could I possibly do?”

She looked at Emily coldly, unafraid and unnerved. Emily’s face was filled with concern and fear, and

she was on the brink of collapsing.

“What are you afraid of?” Violet scored.

Emily finally broke down, and claimed fiercely, “You better don’t tell him nonsense. Oliver is mine, and

no one can take him from me!”

“If you’re so sure he can’t be taken, why the outburst?” Violet pointed it out.

Violet saw through Emily’s victim facade. Her behavior and expressions raised suspicions.

Her words and expressions were already questionable. Anyone who cared about Oliver would have

realized something was off.

Emily bit her tongue, hard.

Those who do horrible things, they say, always fear being discovered, and she was in that

predicament. Emily turned away, attempting to calm herself.

‘I’m not upset. I just don’t want you to bother Oliver unnecessarily. We’re getting engaged, you know.”

Violet was about to say, “When did I ever bother him?”

However, she noticed a tall, distinguished figure standing around the corner. The expression on his

face was indecipherable.

It was Lucius. The man occupied Violet’s thoughts throughout the day.

She wondered if he had overheard their conversation. Given their proximity, he likely did.

Violet was worried about Lucius’s reaction to Emily’s allegations of her pursuing Oliver. She feared he

might view her negatively.

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The situation caught her off guard. Violet had fallen into a daze, uncertain of how to proceed in the

unexpected situation.

Emily had her back to Lucius. She had no idea someone else was there.

Violet’s silence led Emily to believe Violet had acknowledged her suspicions. Her expression darkened.

“Violet, remember your place.” she admonished. “Also, Oliver saw everything you did at the hotel. He’d

never be able to develop feelings for you. Stop making up stories and stay out of my relationship with

Oliver if you don’t want to embarrass yourself.”

This confrontation threatened to negatively impact Violet’s reputation yet again. After delivering her Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

warning, Emily walked past Violet and made her way to the elevator.

When Violet looked for Lucius again, she found that he had disappeared, leading her to believe he

might share Emily’s disdain.

George’s remarks from the morning, that Lucius liked her, had lost their meaning.

Violet dashed into the elevator before it closed.

Not expecting her to follow, Emily was taken aback by her appearance.

Violet stood slightly taller than Emily. She looked down at her from above and warned, “I’m warning

you, stop going around saying I’m trying to steal Oliver from you. If you keep it up, I will reveal the truth.

When it happens, who knows what Oliver will think of you?”

Actually, she had no illusions regarding Oliver’s affections, especially since he had stated clearly that

even if it wasn’t Emily who cared for him, he would be devoted to Emily.

On the other hand, Lucius overhearing Emily’s remarks had wounded her pride. Her response was

more about setting the record straight.

Emily clenched her fists in a mix of anger and fear, too afraid to say another word.

The elevator stopped on the lower first floor. Oliver was waiting in his car, and honked at them. Violet

turned away, as if she hadn’t heard anything.

Emily reacted by running toward the car, as if she was being saved.

Violet caught a fleeting glimpse of Emily seeking comfort in Oliver’s embrace, her frustration pouring

out as she leaned against him.

Oliver tenderly held Emily in his arms, and showered her with affection.

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Violet observed this with a smile tinged with sadness, and mused, “One day, Oliver, you’ll realize

you’re embracing a deceitful woman.”

As Oliver drove past Violet, he didn’t acknowledge her, his focus solely on the road, as though she

were a stranger to him.

Violet surmised that Emily had already spoken ill of her.

She shrugged helplessly. She had accepted they had walked on different paths and the

irrelevance of her connection to them.

When Emily returned home, she raced to her mother, distraught and tearful.

“Mom, didn’t you say someone had taken care of her? Why is she still alive and bossing me around?

She threatened to tell Oliver everything. If she does, Oliver will surely… Do you realize

how scared I am?”

Upon further conversation, Belle was stunned to learn that Violet remained unscathed and was

even working at the same company as Emily.

“You assured me she’d be trapped there, her life ruined. But she doesn’t seem affected at all. It feels

like I’m the one being destroyed by her,” Emily cried.

Belle was equally angry and bewildered.

“How can this be? I was certain she had been dealt with and sold off for a large sum,” Belle said,

perplexed.

“A huge sum?”

At this revelation, Emily ceased her tears and turned to her mother.