Trapped in His Love Obsession

Chapter 84

The night is getting late, and the cold air has enveloped the earth, inviting humans to rest in a beautiful dream.

But not in front of this two-story shophouse.

Two locksmiths were opening the door with the tools they brought with them. A guard pays close attention to all their work. While the patrol car and the two police officers standing next to his car. Standby. The location of a pretty busy shop will cause a commotion if suddenly someone sees a group of people breaking into the shop. But Brown just wants no troublesome trouble. So as anticipation, a patrol car was present as a complement to tonight’s tension. They were in a race against time to open the door.

Meanwhile, Damian was still sitting in the car, looking at the shop’s second floor where the lights were on. It didn’t glow brightly, but it

indicated that the shop was inhabited.

Looks like Livia only turned on one of the three lights on the second floor. The thick curtains also blocked out any shadows or anything from outside.

“What should I do up there then?” he asked Brown, who was sitting quietly behind the wheel, but Brown’s eyes were watching every people’s progress at the door.

The rolling door is open, and only the glass door remains. Damian himself was confused about what to do if the door was opened, especially if he found Livia crying later. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Be cool as usual, Young master.” ‘If you always want to hide your feelings for the young lady. Pretending to be oppressive, even though you just want to touch her?’ Damian kicked the chair in front of him. “You

think I can still act cool in my anxiety.” Tapping his fingers on the windowpane. It seemed like he was really being flustered because he was feeling anxious.

“I will prevent you from doing something that will embarrass you later.”

Damian sighed, looking at the door that was trying to open. “What do you think is the most embarrassing thing I could do in there.” Already looking very impatient. He wanted to get out, break down the door and find his wife.

“You will cry and beg the lady not to leave you.”

Td laugh if I saw it, but I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen.’ Brown laughed in his heart. “Fuck you, Brown.” Damian gripped Brown’s shoulders in the front driver’s seat. “Please don’t let me do that. If what you say happens, watch out.”

“Looks like they’re done. I’ll be down for a while, Young master.” Diverting the momentary emotions of Damian that appeared earlier.

“Hmm.” Damian only watched from where he was sitting. It seemed that the glass door had indeed been opened.

He touched his chest, which was pounding with tension. Still thinking about the first thing he would do after entering the shop.

Brown got off and drew closer to the door.

The guard who had been standing swiftly watching the two locksmiths was approaching. Delivering information when the door is open.

The guard pointed at the police car. “Can they leave already?” he asked then. It seems that the situation is quite conducive, so not many people come close.

“No, clean up this place as before after Mr. Damian left. Now get out of the way. Take everyone, wait there.” Brown pointed to a park bench. The safe radius that makes them won’t hear anything, even if Mr. Damian or Miss Livia will scream later inside.

The guard nodded his head and invited everyone to leave their positions. The two police officers left the car in its original place.

“You can enter, Young master.”

Brown opened the car door, followed by Damian. He looked around as he looked around and took a deep breath. Dispel the tension. ‘Unlucky! Why am I this panic now?’ “Remember that. Prevent me from doing embarrassing things in front of Livia later.”

Don’t let him lose his pride in front of Livia, he thought,

– “Okay.” Brown nodded his head.

The first floor was dark. Brown took out his cellphone as a light. He walked ahead up the stairs first.

A low sob came from the second floor. Then he came back down the stairs and provided information so that Damian could go without problems.

“The young lady is crying,” he said in a half-whisper, stopping Damian’s footsteps.

For a moment, he tried to control his emotions. The image of the party incident he had been expecting flashed through his head. Several events that he composed himself were milling and spinning like a movie.

What actually happened at the party?’

Because he wanted to quickly catch up to the shop, Damian didn’t even think to ask Mr. Matt what had happened at his mother’s party earlier. He arrived on the second floor. Unfortunately, the acold air in this 2nd-floor burst, even though the AC is not on. The roof is made of tiles and is relatively high, making the air on the 2nd floor quite cold at night.

On the bed, one was sobbing a little. She was wrapped in a thin cloth to ward off the chill in her body. The glow of the lights could make Damian clearly see the tips of his wife’s feet.

The blanket did not cover her feet from the cold. Damian approached the bed.

“Unlucky! I want to hug her now, tell her to stop crying and apologize.’

Damian turned to Brown.

The man shook his head. “Don’t do anything embarrassing in front of the lady you will regret for the rest of your life,” Brown said softly, reminding Damian.

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