Trapped in His Love Obsession

Chapter 30

Damian looked at the door leading to the dressing room. His wife had gone inside for a few minutes to put his clothes on. But no sign of her appears yet.

Why hasn’t she come out yet?

Damian got up and approached the door, opening it slightly out of curiosity. He saw Livia standing motionless near the clothes basket.

‘What is she doing now?’ Damian is back in bed. His jumbled thoughts only grew more and more irritated. Coming home from the Gallery until dinner, he held back his anger when Livia could talk so intimately with Noah. It really bothered him. How did Noah know Livia, and why was she called sunshine? Damian is really pissed off.

“Livia!”

The girl appeared.in a hurry from the dressing room.

“Yes, Darling.

“What do you do there? What took you so long?”

“Sorry.”

“Go sleep.” “Okay. I’m going back to sleep on the couch.” Livia pointed to the sofa. ‘You’re in a bad mood. What if you crushed me to death?’ “I’m upset right now, don’t make me repeat my words.”

“Okay.” Automatically her guts shrunk.

Livia scrambled into bed and pulled the bolster pillow between her and Damian.

Last night, she was hugged by this crazy man. She didn’t want what happened last night to happen again. They were silent, trying to close their eyes.

“Darling, are you sleeping?”

Why do I have to call him Darling? This ridiculous nickname, and why do you seem happy to be called like that.

“Hmm.”

“Are you having fun today?”

“Why?”

“Hmm, because you like painting and.”

“And what? Do you want to say I also like the painter?”

His voice didn’t sound annoyed. But if she continues, will he get angry? “You must know that Ele and I had a special relationship.” Damian took the bolster beside him, causing Livia to stumble and shift her body.

“Why don’t you try to get back with Miss Helena? Don’t you still love her?”

“How dare you say that.” His tone began to be half-high.

“I’m sorry, Master.”

“Huh?” growled at Livia’s call,

“I mean, I’m sorry, Darling.”

This man is very sensitive.

“Why do I have to go back to her? Don’t I already have a wife?”

Livia couldn’t help but get goosebumps.

It was dark, and she couldn’t see the smirk on his lips, but she felt uncomfortable with his words just now. Wife? She prefers to be his maid.

“Actually, you could divorce…”

“Be careful with your words! You’ve never seen me really angry, have you?”

Damian cut off Livia’s words without she could finish them.

Livia covered her mouth. It was true that she had dared to speak openly. It is very difficult to predict Damian’s mood. When he is angry, Livia believes he can do anything. It could even be that he bought a house only to be burned by him. No one knows his thoughts except him and God.

“I’m sorry, good night, Darling. I wish you sweet dreams.

Livia pulled the blanket up to her neck. It’s enough here for today. Don’t go any further.

She has never seen his anger, and she wishes she would never see it..

“Hey, are you asleep?” Damian called out in a rather loud voice. “Livia!”

Livia was asleep quietly under the blanket.

His hand touched Livia’s head, and he gave a few gentle pats. “Okay, go to sleep. You’ve worked hard today.”

He didn’t move his hand for a long time.

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Livia felt comfortable, and even she felt the touch was soft. Finally, it made her actually fall asleep.