Trapped in His Love Obsession novel

Chapter 22

Livia entered the room, followed by Brown behind her.

Damian sat leaning on the bed. He straightened his legs while looking at his cellphone.

“Where have you been? I told you I was sick, and still, you’re going away for a long time.” Damian immediately shouted after seeing Livia approaching.

“Sorry, Master, I was waiting for your breakfast.” If he’s really sick, how could he still this annoying? On the other hand, his strength hasn’t diminished at all.

“Are you okay, Young Master? Do I need to prepare a plane for a check-up in XXX country?” Livia covered her mouth and almost burst out laughing. But unfortunately, both of them heard and turned to look at her at the same time

“Are you laughing at me?” Damian pointed with irritated eyes.

“No, Master, I dare not laugh at you.”

But she really thought they were funny, as if they were playing a drama. “Sit down!” Damian pulled his leg so there was a place for Livia to sit on the bed.

The woman obeyed. After she sat down, suddenly, Damian pulled her leg and placed it on Livia’s lap.

Livia was surprised. Especially Brown, who was standing beside him.

“Master Damian even let Miss Livia touch his feet.’ Now, Brown had begun to believe in the facts he had gathered if Damian had started to open his heart to Livia.

“My feet hurt.”

What?” Seeing his childish attitude, Livia laughed in her heart.

“I will call doctor Harris to check on you. But, young Master, do you need a nurse to take care of you?” Brown asked. “I already have her.” Damian pointed at Livia from the corner of his eye, smirking slyly. Livia shuddered to see that smile.

“Well.”

There was a knock on the door, then Mr. Matt appeared with a food tray.

gave instructions to call the family

Matt nodded his head

handed a bowl of porridge in front of Livia, who was massaging

at Brown, saying that her hands were busy at

lifted his leg, bent it, then

hands

bowl of porridge with both hands, still smiling, fake.

shouted in annoyance. “Sorry, Master.” She didn’t know it was still hot. “But blowing the food is also not good,” she mumbled softly. “I wish you could put it on your lips to test whether the porridge is cold or not.” So Brown casually came up with a crazy idea. ‘Don’t come up with crazy weird ideas! That’s called a kiss. Yesterday I

didn’t give any reaction either. Finally, she actually pressed the spoon filled with

Apparently, he wanted

spoon wasn’t hot, Livia started to feed it into

Young

Brown, who glanced at

meet her at the gallery tomorrow.” Damian answered

Young Master. These are the dress you asked for the young lady.” Brown handed over the

accepted the bag that Brown gave her. She

porridge she was spooning out had already started to cool, so she fed

you will accompany young master tomorrow to

why did she have to go

said so. Do you want to

King has given an

gratefully and will go wherever you ask.” Feed again until it runs out with a feeling of irritability but a smiling face as bright as the morning sun.

“Come in!” Brown answered.

entered, followed by Mr.

to the bed, putting his bag

it, Damian? Can you

out loud. The doctor also knew that the disease would not come to the

pressure, and body temperature. “What’s wrong with Master Damian, Doctor?” Livia was like a curious child approaching the

turned his head as