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.

around; there

sorry. I’m scared!” Livia’s body shivered. She

The sun was starting to dim. Little

ground, and she looked up

up from her seat when she knew her stepmother’s car had

after

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

I was naughty. I will be a good daughter and obedient to mom and dad. Don’t throw me away, Mom, don’t

touched

will be expelled and thrown away. You will live alone, without a home and family. Do

now on, don’t throw me away, Mom.” Tears are still

become an obedient child, I will also care for

I will obey and listen

in. We’re going home.” “Yes, Mom.” Livia got into the car with her

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

“Okay, Mom.”

she didn’t obey, afraid of being kicked out of the house if she didn’t listen to her

she didn’t dare to fight

“Sorry, Mom. Sorry …”

Miss Livia, wake up!” Tiffany shook Livia’s body

blinked in surprise. “Are you okay, Miss? Bad

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

out of breath when she remembers what happened

can you please get some water for

Just a moment. But, are you sick?” Tiffany took a bottle

half the bottle. She had not managed to forget the dark memories and these dark memories made her curl up on the ground in fear. Fear of being thrown out, afraid of being kicked out

get Master Damian to divorce me

would impact her father’s company. He could have made her family completely bankrupt and have no

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

Livia, Damian is crazy. She didn’t know what was going on in his head. Sometimes he laughs for no reason. Sometimes he gets

he married her. However, she clearly remembers what Assistant Brown said when she asked

I

“Please, Miss.”

know why Mr. Damian chose to

“No.”

way you

“I really don’t know.”

my question earlier. I’ll

“Please, Miss.”

with different women

“No.”

answer it more specifically? Don’t just

didn’t

know a little about Damian. Maybe if