Trapped in His Love Obsession

Chapter 25

The day came,

Livia was determined to start a mission to save her life. She wants to live free from Damian but still be able to save her family. And this is the only way. So today will be the beginning of her grand plan, meeting Helena and making a good friendship with her.

When she looked at it on social media and heard from the maid, Helena seemed like a nice lady.

Hopefully, her path will be easier.

Her first mission was to get away on good terms with Damian to reunite the love between them.

Livia was already wearing the clothes Assistant Brown had given her, making up her face with elegant make-up. Yes, of course, this was helped by the maids in this mansion. Because she really can’t do make-up alone.

Damian had been ready since morning, and he was waiting in the living room.

After ensuring everything was perfect and thanking the two maids who helped her, she left the room. Go down the stairs and find Damian.

“Why did it take so long to make up?” Damian’s face turned red when he saw Livia approaching him.

Before Livia realized it, he immediately turned his face away. ‘Damn! In fact, she is beautiful.’

“Sorry, Master.” Livia lowered her head over and over.

“Let’s go. How dare you make me wait.” Damian turned around and walked quickly. But the smile on his lips couldn’t lie. He was happy.

“Sorry.” Livia walked behind Damian with a wry face.

Assistant Brown was already waiting by the car. His eyes were fixed on Livia. ‘With an appearance like that, it turns out that you look different,’ he mumbled softly as he opened the car.

In the car.

“Master, do I have to be by your side throughout the event?” Livia asked gently.

“Hmm.”

“But I know nothing about painting.” Livia was trying to find an excuse, so she could escape in the crowd. “You weren’t asked to be a painting critic.” Damian snorted. After hearing the annoying answer from Damian, Livia didn’t want to ask anymore. Instead, she took out her cellphone from her bag. She hasn’t contacted Tiffany that she can’t come to the shop yet. “Hey, what did I say yesterday? Change your cellphone.” Damian pointed to the object that Livia was holding.

“Okay, Master.”

“You’re answering okay, but you’re still using that ugly phone.” His voice was annoyed.

“I haven’t had time to buy, Master. Yesterday I accompanied you because you were sick.”

“Brown, buy her a new cellphone. My eyes hurt to see that outdated thing.”

“Okay. Young Master.”

Livia doesn’t care. She quickly typed a message to Tiffany and immediately put the cellphone in the bag again instead of inviting trouble

‘Hey, stop touching my hair like that.’ Livia felt annoyed when Damian played her curly hair on his fingers.

“It turns out that this dress is pretty good on you.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Master.” Livia pulled her head back so they didn’t get too close.

Damian waved his hand and smirked. “I’m not praising you. I’m praising your dress and make-up.”

Livia looked away, and she didn’t refute. Meanwhile, Brown, smiling at the quarrel in the back seat, continued to drive.

“Then tomorrow you go to make-up school too, so that the make-up can minimize your ugly look.” Damian’s handsome face is even more handsome as he smiles and feels happy. He found a new way of bullying Livia again.

“But, Master, you said that I have to go to massage school.” She hasn’t even found out where the massage school is. Now Damian told her to add make-up class too. “Do both,” he casually answered.

“But I have to work too, Master. How can I do it all at once?” Livia answered again, forgetting the rule not to argue with anything Damian

said.

“Brown.” Damian turned to talk to Assistant Brown.

“Yes, Young Master.”

“Buy all the clothes in this ‘dissident’ shop, don’t leave any.” Then, Damian turned to look at Livia. “If your shop doesn’t have stock, you don’t have anything to do.” Damian’s hand was already pointing at Livia’s forehead, giving the ‘dissident’ word a more aggressive intonation, Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Okay, Young Master.”

Livia grabbed Damian’s hand tightly. She knew that he was threatening her.

“I’m sorry, Master, I will take a make-up course and massage school as you say. But I beg you to cancel your order.”

Damian’s intervention in her shop is something she should avoid.

“Take it off! I’m tired of hearing you beg but disobey me.” Damian waved his hand.

“I’m sorry, Master, I will obey.” Livia still held tightly to the hand she was holding. Livia glanced in the rearview mirror. “Please cancel your order to Assistant Brown just now.”

The grip of despair is getting tighter.

“Are you looking for trouble? Let go of your hand,” he shouted while waving his hands. “Master…” The docile and pitiful eyes appeared, acting.

“Okay, okay. That’s enough. Brown, I canceled my order earlier.”

Livia’s sad eyes deceived him.

“Okay, Young Master.”

Everyone was silent for a while after the coursework was over. Still, Livia soon found an important question that she had been thinking about for a long time while taking a shower.

“Are all the paintings in the gallery later owned by Miss Helena?”

Damian, who had been staring in the mirror, turned to Livia. Livia didn’t ask the question specifically for the actual Damian. She just wanted to try. If Damian answered, it’s cool. If Brown answered, it would be fine too.

“Miss Livia, later, you just need to be beside Master Damian.” Brown, who was driving the vehicle, cut off the conversation. Livia knew it must be because she mentioned Helena’s name.

Now she even wanted to mention Helena’s name over and over again because she wanted to see Damian’s reaction. But of course, she

didn’t dare to do that.

The car continued to drive, and Damian was silent.

Livia chose to stare in the mirror and develop further strategies.

After Damian reunites with Helena, she can leave his side and return to her family. Her dad’s company survived, and she will refocus on her online shop.

Perfect, that’s perfect!

‘All right, let’s slowly put the plan into action.’ Livia smiled lightly.

The car arrived at its destination.

Livia had already felt dizzy when she entered the gallery door. She was really blind to this one world. Whatever beauty is in the object hanging on the wall, she can never see it, let alone feel it.

“Master, do I need to come in?” –

Damian glanced at her with a threatening look.

‘All right, you’re the king.’ Livia walked beside Damian.

The arrival of Damian immediately created a rush. Several people came to welcome and bowed their heads politely. Meanwhile, the man beside Livia was still as cold as usual.

Assistant Brown hinted that they should not follow Damian, and miraculously the crowd of ants completely dispersed.

Livia was amazed in her heart. Assistant Brown is indeed worthy of praise.

As Damian and Livia walked unhindered into the gallery. A soft greeting from a girl seemed to break all concentration.

“It’s been a long time, Damian.”

A beautiful straight-haired woman stood very gracefully. Her legs are long, and her waist is slender.

Livia looked at the woman who was like a celebrity in front of her. She gulped in amazement.

“It’s been a long time, two years,” he said again.

She is the painter –Helena, a woman who was lucky to get the love of Young Master Damian.

Helena came closer to hug Damian, no matter how many people watched. It didn’t matter that there was a woman who was also Damian’s legal wife beside her.