All Chapters of Caged By The Man Who Wants My Ruins : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 62: Kidnapped by the Past Aria’s POV I don't know how to explain this feeling. I am mad and I'm furious. How is my father's death connected to my stepfamily? What else don’t I know? I knew Dianne was hiding something from me. I need to find out about it. “Mr. Flint, investigate Dianne. I know they have something to do with my father's death, and also, I want to know how my mother died,” I looked him in the eyes. “Your mother?” he uttered. I nodded my head. If my mom didn’t die when I was a kid, then what exactly happened to her? “Yes, I want you to find out what happened to my mom. Dad once told me that she died giving birth to me, but according to the letter I received, she died when I was three years old. I visited her grave and the letter written by my father is right. I need to know what happened to my mom, Mr. Flint,” I held his hand. “You’re the only one I could trust in this matter. Please help me uncover everything.” If I could only do it myself, free from Lucian

Chapter 64: Dinner with the Devil Aria’s POV Even though I wanted to escape from here, I couldn’t. Richard’s maid forced me to take a shower and change clothes for dinner. I walked downstairs, and he was already in the living room waiting for me. He smiled when he saw that I was finally wearing the clothes he gave me. I need to make a plan. I can't stay here forever. I have important things to do. “You look stunning,” he said, walking toward me. He then grabbed me by the hand and forced me to encircle it around his arm. “Consider this as my apology dinner, babe,” he said, offering me a seat. I had no other choice but to follow him wherever he said. But I can't do this for a long time. There were too many dishes on the table. But I had no appetite. Eating with him at the same table made me feel sick. “You should eat,” he started, serving me. I had no plan of eating. He looked at me, his forehead knotted. “Eat, Aria. If you won't touch the food I serve you, you’ll feel scared,

Chapter 66: Please Save Me Aria’s POV After the dinner, Richard forced me to get inside the mansion. His mood changes so rapidly that I don't know how to talk to him. “Stay here in your room. I don't want you to get out of here without my consent,” he said and pushed me inside. “You! Make sure she can't escape from here or else I’ll be the one to end your life,” he said, pointing the gun at one of his maids. “Yes, sir. Understood,” the maid immediately agreed. He closed the door but forgot to lock it. Or did he intentionally do that on purpose? I should get this opportunity to escape from him. I waited until midnight. I even lost hope that someone would come to help me. When the place got quiet, I tried to open the door. It was open. Then I found the maid on the chair, sleeping tight. I removed my slippers and slowly walked past her. The lights were off. I grabbed the opportunity to walk downstairs, but as I was walking, I heard voices. It was in the other room. In confusion,

Chapter 68: Monsters in Disguise Aria’s POV “Are you sure she’ll be okay?” I heard voices around me. It was Lucian. My head hurt, and I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn’t. “Don’t worry, she only has minor wounds. She’ll be fine.” “Lucian,” I uttered his name. I opened my eyes and he immediately approached me and held my hand. “Aria, she’s awake,” I heard his worried voice. He caressed my hair. “She’s fine now. If she feels something strange, just call me. I already gave you the medicine she needs to take,” Dr. Amaro said. Lucian nodded his head. “Thank you,” Lucian shifted his gaze to me. “I’ll go now,” Dr. Amaro walked out of the room. “Are you alright? Do you want something?” he asked while checking on me. I smiled. He saved me. For the second time. “I’m fine. Thank you for saving me,” I told him. He sighed. If it weren’t for him, maybe Richard would’ve already enslaved my body. “Don’t worry. You’re safe now. That bastard already got the punishment he deserves,” he s

Chapter 70: Poisoned Promises Aria’s POV I have no strength to talk to him. I just want to get out of this house right now. The pain is too much to handle. “You've been quiet. Is there something wrong?” Lucian, sitting on the couch, asked me. I can't even look him in the eyes. What’s wrong? Really? Is he still pretending that he knows nothing at all? Is that how a murderer reacts—just to hide what they did? He tried to reach for my hand, but I never gave him the chance. He got confused and looked at me. “What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?” he asked. I closed my fist, trying to control myself. “Nothing,” I controlled myself, preventing me from shouting at him. I stared into his eyes. How dangerous it could be for people who know how to hide their true intentions. “I am attending a party tonight. You will come with me. I am meeting people,” he said and distanced himself from me. Maybe he already noticed that I’ve been avoiding him. “Listen, I don't want to attend. I’