All Chapters of Trapped In His Love Obsession: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Jenny felt trapped, torn in every direction. She wasn't ready to open her heart wide enough to take in whatever David was about to say, even if she already knew the answer. So she decided: she wouldn't talk about it. Not now."Jenny."'Fine. Whatever. Just say it. Say whatever it is you want to say.'"What?" she asked, giving in. In the end, words that needed to be said would still be said, even if they hurt. That's what Jenny told herself, borrowing one of Sophia's so-called "deep" quotes she always stole from random social media posts."So... do you think Mr. Alexander will let Livia help with Lisa's wedding?"Once again, Jenny lightly bumped her head against the wall she was leaning on. Wrong guess-again. She cursed David's obliviousness, but at the same time, felt secretly grateful he wasn't bringing up her confession.'Looks like he's just going to pretend I never said it.'"Dad said he's going to ask Mr. Alexander directly, but with things the way they are right now, I'm a littl

Kylie could barely close her eyes that night. She held her phone right in front of her face, staring at a photo her mother had sent-complete with a flood of compliments about the man in it. When Kylie firmly refused, her mother's so-called "wise words" quickly turned into lethal threats.'Okay, yes... he's handsome. He looks kind, too.'Her mother had said his family background was good, his job stable.Kylie flipped her phone over and over in her hands, leaning back against her headboard with a pillow behind her. Her mind drifted back to what her mother had said during their earlier phone call."Just look at him, Kylie-what more could you possibly want? He's not even less handsome than... that person."Kylie didn't need to ask who "that person" was supposed to mean."Mom!" she protested immediately. "Don't compare him to Assistant Brown-they're not even in the same league!""The man your father picked for you is better in every way. Well... except money," her mother admitted with a b

Sitting in her father's study, they spoke only through their eyes for a while."Mr. Alexander sends his greetings and gifts for you, dad," Livia finally said.Her father nodded gratefully, then reached for her hand, stroking it gently."Thank you for coming." His gaze grew sharper, full of regret. "Forgive me for everything, Livia."'Oh no... here we go again. I always feel weak when he shows that guilty face.'Her father's mind wandered back to the past-when he married her off to Mr. Alexander, giving away his daughter in return for saving his company."I'm fine, really," Livia said, patting his hand. "Mr. Alexander treats me very well. Everyone in his household is kind to me."Nothing to worry about-except the strict rules she had to obey."I'm glad to hear that..." he replied, though his tone still carried worry."Livia, will you give him children someday? Has Mr. Alexander asked you to be the mother of his heirs?" he pressed, unable to hide his concern.Livia had been married for

Damian pushed open the bedroom door. Livia was curled up under the blanket, absorbed in her phone. The moment she noticed him, she quickly set it aside."Baby, you're home. Sorry, I must've dozed off." She instinctively started to sit up."Stay there." Damian stopped her. He lay down beside her, letting the blanket act as a divider, and reached over to feel her forehead. "Are you all right? Butler Matt said you came home looking pale."Livia gave him a small smile. "I'm fine. Just tired from shopping. I showered and fell asleep right after."Damian's hand traced along her cheek and down her neck, checking her temperature. "You're really okay now?""Really, I am."He removed his coat, unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, then lay down again, idly twirling a strand of her still-damp hair between his fingers."Did you enjoy shopping with your brother today?" His tone was calm, but his gaze was sharp.Livia froze. 'Oh no, I don't want to answer that!'"Why aren't you answering?" Damian

Assistant Brown entered the silent house. Quiet greeted him. Night had already draped the city in sleep. He tossed his car keys and phone onto the kitchen table, grabbed a bottle of water, and carried it into his room. His expression was still tense.Not at Kylie-but at himself. After dropping her off, clarity returned. The whole drive away from Mr. Alexander's house, he had cursed and scolded the string of events tonight. It all started with Miss Livia's message that lured him to the café, and ended with him seeing Kylie with the man her parents had arranged for her.And it had become the nightmare of his evening.'Ugh, how could I get so provoked?'He downed the water in one go, crushing the plastic bottle in his hand. He entered the bathroom, stripping off his clothes and letting them fall in a messy heap on the floor. When he turned on the shower, the water pelted his head mercilessly.Both palms braced against the walls, his face soaked. He tilted his head, letting the water casc