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.

broke. She looked around; there were only big

I’m sorry! Don’t throw me out, don’t throw me out, Mom! I’m sorry. I’m scared!” Livia’s

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

and she looked

got up from her seat when

closer after the

out of the car and Livia hugged the

Mom, I was wrong. I was naughty. I will be a good daughter and

touched

you see, a disobedient child will be expelled and thrown away. You will live alone, without a home and family. Do you want to be like

obey you from now on, don’t throw me

If you become an obedient child,

listen to you. So, don’t throw me

Mom.” Livia got into the car with her

dad asks where you’re from, tell him that I take you out for a

“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 after she

into hatred, she didn’t dare

“Sorry, Mom. Sorry …”

up!” Tiffany

you okay, Miss? Bad dream,

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

of breath when she remembers

can you please get

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

drank almost half the bottle. She had not managed to forget the dark memories and these dark memories made her curl up on the ground in

have to get Master Damian

she was kicked out of his house because he was angry, it would impact her father’s company. He could have made her family completely bankrupt and

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

he laughs for no

the reason why he married her. However, she clearly remembers what Assistant Brown said when

I ask

“Please, Miss.”

you know why Mr. Damian chose to

“No.”

way

“I really don’t know.”

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

“Please, Miss.”

Master Damian sleeping with

“No.”

can you answer it more specifically? Don’t just

didn’t

little about Damian. Maybe if she could understand