Trapped in His Love Obsession novel

Chapter 15

Livia’s little body was pulled by her stepmother out of the house. The woman had already opened the car door and pushed her inside. “Mom, where are we going? Mom?” the little girl started to cry.

The woman did not answer. Instead, she started the car and drove without saying anything. She only looked at her stepdaughter once. Then looked away and looked down at the road again.

She must teach the little girl a lesson so that the little girl will know who is in charge of the house.

“Mom, where are we going?” Livia was scared. Her hands were shaking.

The woman beside her didn’t answer and making her even more scared. “Mom …”

“I’m not your mom!”

Those words suffocated Livia. She was about to cry, but she locked her mouth suddenly. She realized that the woman driving the car beside her was angry.

She knew her stepmother didn’t like her. Several times she was scolded for no reason. She didn’t bother her half-sister, but she was always accused of being guilty when her sister cried.

The car continued to run, not knowing where it was going.

Livia looked out the car window. They entered the suburbs of the city. She could see the big trees along the way.

The car stopped. Livia shrunk in her chair while her stepmother came down.

She opened the car door and pulled Livia’s body.

“Mom, I’m sorry, Mom. Please forgive me.” Tears began to flow and burst, her voice already shaking with fear.

“Get down.” The woman pulled Livia’s arm. The little girl holding on to the car seat lost her strength. Her body was already pulled, and she was already out of the car.

BANG!

The car door slammed loudly.

“Mom, where are you going? Don’t leave me, Mom.”

Her stepmother didn’t say anything. She just looked at Livia with hatred. Then she walked around the car and got in the car.

She starts the car.

“Mom, don’t leave me, Mom.” Livia tried to open the car door, but it was locked. “I’m sorry, Mom, I’m sorry! I’m guilty, I’m guilty, Mom. Please don’t leave me, Mom. I am so scared! Please open the car door, Mom. / beg you!”

The car runs slowly.

Livia started running after it while knocking hard on the glass door.

“Mom, don’t go! Mom, don’t leave me. I beg you, Mom!”

Livia fell to the ground as the car she chased accelerated, leaving her alone.

cry broke. She looked around;

Don’t throw me out, don’t throw me out, Mom! I’m sorry. I’m scared!” Livia’s body shivered. She was scared, crouching down and crying as hard

her was getting colder and colder. The sun was starting to dim. Little Livia was

ground, and she looked up when she

when she knew her

closer after the car had

her forcibly out of the car and Livia hugged the woman’s legs tightly. Like

good daughter and obedient to mom and dad. Don’t throw

touched Livia’s

will live alone, without a home and

I’m sorry. I will obey you from now

become an obedient child, I will also care for

listen to you. So, don’t throw me out,

home.” “Yes, Mom.” Livia got into the car with her trembling body. Then, she received a bottle of

it. If your dad asks where you’re from, tell him

“Okay, Mom.”

in her heart. She was afraid of being dumped if she didn’t obey, afraid of being kicked out of the house if she

stepmother turned into hatred, she didn’t dare to fight back against whatever the parents decided, including

“Sorry, Mom. Sorry …”

Tiffany shook

surprise. “Are you

pouring down. She remembered what dream she had just now. It’s been so long. Why did the bad memories

breath when she remembers what

can you please get

are you sick?” Tiffany took a bottle of water

managed to forget the dark memories and these dark memories made her curl up

Master Damian to

would impact her father’s company. He could have made her family

stepmother and dad are angry, let alone can she return home, she will definitely be kicked out

Damian is crazy. She didn’t know what was going on in his head. Sometimes he laughs for no reason. Sometimes he gets angry without Livia knowing why. Sometimes his lips grin into a smile

reason why he married her. However, she clearly

I ask

“Please, Miss.”

you know why Mr. Damian chose to marry

“No.”

way you

“I really don’t know.”

forget my question earlier. I’ll ask

“Please, Miss.”

sleeping with different women

“No.”

Don’t just answer me with one

didn’t

She was just curious and wanted to know a little about Damian. Maybe if she