Trapped in His Love Obsession novel

Chapter 85

“Hey, idiot!” Damian pulled the thin cloth that covered Livia’s body.

The girl was startled. She got up and pulled the blanket over her chest.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” Damian half-shouted while Livia shook her head. Her eyes seemed to flicker

half-consciously.

As if realizing who was coming, Livia wiped her tears. She took the pillow beside her. Then, throwing hard, he hit

Damian's body until he threw staggered, sitting back.

“Hey, you're out of your mind, aren't you? How dare you throw a pillow at me.” Wow, apparently, he managed to

act cool as usual. “What?!” Livia screams fearlessly, “Hey, hey, who's hey? You said you would callbaby,

right? So why are you still callinghey, hey ? Callbaby!” Livia shouted while pointing at Damian.

“What?” Due to a bit of shock, it seemed like Damian was at a loss for words to reply to Livia.

“Why? Callbaby now!” A loud scream from Livia’s mouth. “I'm dreaming. Letvent as | please. | shouldn't

be afraid of you. This is in my dream. I'm the queen here.” Livia mumbled while looking for a pillow on the bed.

“Callbaby now.” Throw pillows again.

Damian, who fell to the ground, caught the pillow. His face already wanted to laugh loudly at his wife’s behavior.

“Was she out of her mind? How could she be delirious like this? Is she now thinking that this is a dream?’

“Here! Ccloser!” Damian followed Livia’s orders.

The girl snapped her hands just like Damian often did. Then after Damian got closer to the bed, she pulled the

hand away. Until Damian sat on the bed.

“Hey, you!” pointed at Damian's forehead. “Stupid, Idiot!”

A faint smile appears on Damian's lips. He could not bear to kill the wife in front of him who packed this. But he

really wanted to see to what extent Livia carried this madness.

Livia's hand ruffled Damian’s hair. “You love to pull my wavy hair, don’t you? Like this, like this.” Livia ruffled

Damian's hair like he was washing his hair. Makes the head of the Damian sway right and left.

Now she let go of his hair and turned to hold Damian’s cheeks.

Kissed! One peck on the lips.

“You often arbitrarily kiss me. Like this. Kiss, kiss, kiss. Stop your behavior. What? Do you think my heart won't

explode? It just makes people flutter.”

Mumbled.

Damian's face turned red. His efforts to open Livia’s heart little by little, even though the girl had not realized it

yet, were going well.

Livia collapsed in Damian’s arms. The sobs began to sound like when Damian first appeared in this shop. “Where

are you from, Mr. Heartless, Evil, Damian, Lord?” Start hitting Damian's shoulder.

“Wow, Woah, you seem like you're really out of your mind. How dare you scold me.”

Damian touched Livia’s chin with his left hand but was immediately pushed aside with Livia’s right hand. “What

do you want? Go! Go away, you bad husband.” Told him to leave, but she hugged Damian’s waist while giggling

tightly, like she didn’t want to be left behind.

But the lapse of the sobbing was not long heard. Over tthe sobs beclouder. Livia cried while burying her

head in Damian’s chest. “Why be nice to me? Sob... you should have been mean tountil the end. Why are

you nice to me? After | opened my heart, you will betray me, right?!” Hitting Damian’s chest repeatedly, still

hearing tears fall. “You madelike you, then you dumpedright.

Stopped her punch and hugged Damian's waist again. Her breathing sounded irregular.

“Don’t be nice to me. What if | love you?” Pounding Damian's chest again. It seemed she was hit with all her

remaining strength. Because it looks like Damian grimaced in pain. But still, let Livia with all her behavior.

“Gosh, why does my hand hurt when it’s just a dream.” Cried in Damian's arms until she fell asleep.. After time

passed, Livia fell deeper into sleep. “Stupid!” Damian lay her wife down slowly. Giving a soft kiss on the lips and

forehead.

“Finally, you said everything you've been holding in all this time.” Damian got out of bed and put on his shoes.

“Brown!”

‘Yes, Young Master.” Keeps the cellphone in his hand in his jacket pocket.

“You recorded it?” He has guessed what Brown did with his cellphone earlier.

“Hehe, maybe you can use it later to tease the young lady if she pretends to forget what happened tonight.” The

true solidarity belongs to both of them in terms of bullying Livia.

Damian laughed as he patted Bown’s shoulder proudly.

“I have the car ready. Can you carry the young lady?”

“Of course, | don’t want you to carry her.” Hitting Brown's shoulder, this tannoyed. “We're going to the hotel.

If I meet mom, | don’t know what I'll do later.”

“Okay.”

Brown rushed down the stairs. Turn on the light on the first floor. So that Damian can walk carrying Livia.

He started the car not long after Damian was out carrying Livia in his arms.

The guard who had been waiting approached when Brown had already turned the car to get out of the parking

lot.

The car stopped, and he brought his head closer when Brown rolled down the car window.

“Clean this place up as before. Meetat the hotel later. Give them money, and | want to hear no news about

Mr. Damian.”

“Got it.”

The car drove down the city streets.

“Prepare Mr. Damian’s room as usual.” Brown made a call and said on the phone.

In the back seat, Damian leaned his head back, his hands gently caressing the head of Livia, who was sleeping

on his lap.

Sorry for making you cry.

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