Trapped in His Love Obsession novel

Chapter 39

Livia cout with a bag, dragging her steps closer to the car.

Assistant Brown had already opened the car door. He was still standing by the door, looking at his cellphone.

Livia cright into the car without speaking. After Livia entered, Assistant Brown followed.

The car started and cout of the parking area.

Incredibly, he literally didn’t say a word. Livia was itching to talk to him. But, her pride would surely soar to the

sky if she asked first, nor would he necessarily answer.

She better shut up.

“Assistant Brown.” She put her hands up and gave up, curious to death.

“Yes, Young lady.”

“Where are we going?”

Important questions were finally asked.

“You will know later after we arrive.” It didn’t work, and his answer is still so short.

Livia looked at Brown’s head which was behind the car seat. She wanted to pull the hair through the hole in the

back of the chair.

“Is Mr. Damian waiting there?” Turns out she didn’t dare to do what she thought.

“No.”

‘Thankfully,” Livia mumbled, but Brown heard her.

“No one has ever made the young master wait. Usually, he is the one who is always awaited.”

‘Yeah, everyone is waiting for him.’ Livia sighed. Luckily, they didn’t live in the imperial era. If they had, her head

would have been floating long ago.

Livia touched her neck, thanking God for living in this era. “Assistant Brown, do you have a girlfriend?” Instead of

asking something that the person driving the car wouldn't answer, she'd better ask something that would let her

know a little about Assistant Brown.

“Sorry, Young lady, | won't answer personal questions about me.”

“Huh! Stingy.” It didn’t work at all.

‘Did she say stingy?’ Brown glanced in the rearview mirror, which showed what Livia was doing.

The girl just sat quietly.

“Then I'll change my question. Do Jenny and Sophia have a boyfriend?”

“They have.” Short answer.

“Wow, you answered. So then... does my mother-in-law also have a boyfriend?”

Her mother-in-law’s socialite life is beyond ordinary people’s minds like her. She's very curious sometimes, but

because she is tired of facing Damian, she forgets to be interested in what is actually interesting.

The lifestyle of a socialite widow, isn’t that something that is tempting to be the subject of gossip?

“I don’t care about the life of the madam.”

Livia’s face contorted, hearing Brown's answer.

“So bad. Why don’t you care?”

“Because young master doesn’t care either.”

Livia almost burst out laughing. He doesn’t care because Damian doesn’t care. Now, Livia suspected that the

person Brown loved was the lord Damian. He's not only always sticking together and breathing the sair. But

he was already obsessed with his master.

“Do you love Mr. Damian?”

‘How dare | ask. Damn it!’

“Of course, he is my master.”

“I don’t mean that. But feeling like Damian and Helena. That kind of love?”

She seems so bold at the moment.

“I will have to kill you if you ask again about this matter.” “Haha, the sky is very clear, Assistant Brown. I'm really

curious where you're going to take me. Eating instant noodles seems good too.” Livia suddenly changed the

topic, chattering all over the place about the weather and trivia, trying to save her life.

While talking everywhere, Livia remembered the witch mother’s message had sent to her earlier. She glanced at

Brown. And his face was still invisible.

“Assistant Brown, does Mr. Damian have an agenda out of the house over the weekend?” If the man doesn’t go

out all day, she also has to be locked up in the house.

If so, she should try to find an excuse for not being able to cto her father’s birthday.

She was arrogant in disobeying her stepmother, but still, she couldn’t do it in a showy manner. Why? Because if

she gets divorced from Damian, she will have to go back to her family.

“Why do you ask that?” “It’s nothing. It just... Looks like I'll be heading home.”

Go home, meaning her parents’ house. It turns out that she still cares so much for her family.

“I will convey to the young master. You can wait for information later, whether young master allows it or not.”

Brown's answer sounded like thunder in broad daylight without any rain.

Why does she have to wait for Damian’s permission to go to her parent's house?

“Hey, wait, why do | have to ask permission? Isn't it obvious that you once said that | could continue to do my

job and meet my family and friends like before | got married? Did you forget that?” Brown's lips smiled. But of

course, Livia didn’t see it. “Did you forget the main rules you signed with Mr. Damian?”

Livia was silent, thinking. Her brain flashed through the memories of her encounter with Damian. A sheet of

paper with one sentence she signed.

“That's right. Damian Alexander is the rule that she has to obey

“Ha...ha...ha....” she laughed dryly. Her whole person was annoyed. “Why did Mr. Damian forbidfrom visiting

my family?”

“You can ask the young master directly.”

“Stop talking like that, Assistant Brown. Do you know your sentence sounds really annoying?”

Brown was still holding the steering wheel. But it didn’t take long for a chuckle to cout of his mouth.

It made Livia even more furious. She kicked Brown's chair in front of her.

The man didn’t budge and kept driving.

“I wonder how much your salary is, Assistant Brown. You don’t seem to have tfor your own life.”

Brown is still silent.

“You are always beside Mr. Damian every day. Do you even have a dream beside him? I'm very curious.”

Brown is still silent. “Why don’t you write ‘Assistant Brown’s book? Like a biography. | think many people are

curious about how you live your life. Especially about your love, I'm just curious. What is your ideal type like?”

Brown was still silent.

Livia clenched her fists in anger.

“Hey, at least answer a bit. Even if it’s just an ‘mhm.” Livia was tired of talking and finally fell silent.

“Mhmm.”

“What?!”

Trembling, Livia gripped the chair in front of her.

Should annoy people be involved in criminal acts that can get a lower prison sentence or a fine?