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; there were only big

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

sun was starting

looked up when she heard the sound of

her seat when she

ran closer after the car

and Livia hugged the woman’s legs tightly. Like

naughty. I will be a good daughter and obedient to

touched

and thrown away. You will live alone, without a home

Mom, I’m sorry. I will obey you from now on, don’t throw me away,

an obedient child, I will also care

obey and listen to you.

in. We’re going home.” “Yes, Mom.” Livia got into the car with her trembling body. Then, she received a bottle of drink from

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

“Okay, Mom.”

that day on, Livia grew up with fear in her heart. She was afraid of being dumped if she didn’t obey, afraid of being kicked out of the house if she didn’t listen to her stepmother. So she always nodded her head even

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

“Sorry, Mom. Sorry …”

Tiffany

blinked in surprise. “Are you okay,

had just now. It’s been so long. Why did the bad

always runs out of breath when she remembers

can you please get

a moment. But, are you sick?” Tiffany took a bottle of water from the carton

She had not managed to forget the dark memories and these dark memories made her

get Master Damian to divorce

he was angry, it would impact her father’s company. He could have made her family completely bankrupt and

she return home, she will

She didn’t know what was going on in his head. Sometimes he laughs for no reason. Sometimes he

why he married her. However,

I

“Please, Miss.”

Mr. Damian chose to marry

“No.”

way

“I really don’t know.”

Brown, forget my question earlier. I’ll ask the

“Please, Miss.”

Master Damian sleeping with different women

“No.”

specifically? Don’t

Brown didn’t say

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