Trapped In Your Love novel Chapter 20

Lyla said a lot of love words to Antonio. She was about to get goosebumps herself, but she coaxed Antonio into a happy smile.

Antonio hugged her and kissed her gently. She even had the illusion that she was still his favorite woman.

If that didn't happen.

However, things had already happened, and she had already seen how terrifying he was.

Antonio was the most emotional person, but he was also the most heartless person.

When he looked at her, it was as if she was the only person in the world. He would look at her wholeheartedly. No matter what she wanted, he would give it for her.

But when he became indifferent, no matter what she did, he would not look at her again, as if she was a pool of sewage on the ground. He just needed to step over her.

Lyla recalled his disdain and indifference at the wedding with Rosalind, the scene he held Rosalind's back and left when she fell into the water, and felt that his kiss made her sick.

Lyla pushed him away and said softly, "Antonio, I'm a little sleepy ..."

"Alright, you go to sleep. I'll send someone to guard you. Rosalind won't make trouble. You can be discharged in a week, right? When the time comes, I'll send someone to take you home." Antonio said gently.

Go home? Does she have a home? Is that place ... a home?

That's ridiculous.

But no matter how she sneered in her heart, on the surface, she could only pretend to be somewhat aggrieved, "A week later? Then won't you come to see me for the next few days?"

Originally, Antonio didn't want to come. After all ... she was under recover, and there were still wounds on her body.

But seeing her wet eyes full of expectation, his heart softened again, "Of course I will come to see you."

"Make me a pinky promise." Lyla stretched out her little thumbs, "If you don't, I will always think that you will go back on your word."

Antonio looked at her with some amusement, "I'm not a child anymore. I said that I would come to see you, I will definitely do it."

However, he still stretched out his hand and entwined it with hers.

"Alright, deal!" Lyla let go of his hand, "You must come!"

"I will." Antonio looked at her adorable appearance, but he did not find it disgusting. Instead, he felt that it was fresh to him.

She had never revealed it to him before.

He found it very enjoyable.

"Sleep well. I'm leaving." Antonio caressed her hair and turned around to leave the ward.

The moment he closed the door and left, the smile on Lyla's face immediately disappeared. She silently stared at the ceiling for a long time. Suddenly, her eyes turned red and tears fell down her cheeks.

She cried until her entire body was trembling, but she could not cry out loud. Because there were people sent by Antonio to guard the ward outside, the ward was not soundproof, so they could definitely hear the noise.

The night was long, as if there would never be a dawn.

...

The next day, Antonio came to the ward as expected.

When he arrived, Lyla was still asleep.

He did not disturb her. He gently walked to the chair beside her bed and sat down. He looked at her sleeping face.

Actually, he liked to see her sleeping, especially in the morning.

He always woke up earlier than her, and then, he would look at her adorable, slumbering face in his embrace, as if his embrace was the safest shelter for her.

He loved it.

The feeling of being relied on by her.

Sometimes, he would look at her for a very long time until she slowly opened her eyes in a daze. Sometimes, he would kiss her directly. Sometimes, he would look at her with great interest until she smiled when realizing he was there.

A refreshing smile like the rising sun illuminating the morning mist.

Just like now.