Trapped In Your Love novel Chapter 31

Headache.

Lyla held her head with her hadns in pain, wanting to get out of bed, but just as she exerted herself, her expression became even more painful.

Her waist ... Why did her waist hurt so much?!

She stopped struggling and lay back on the bed.

Her memories gradually came back.

Last night, she went to the dinner party, got drunk, and saw Antonio ...

And then?!

She couldn't remember ...

Lyla looked at the ceiling blankly.

"You're awake?" As Lyla heard Antonio's gentle voice, she looked at him. He had just bathed, and looked very satisfied.

"Last night ..." Lyla weakly uttered the two words, only to find that her voice was already hoarse.

Antonio smiled, "Don't you remember? Last night, you were very enthusiastic. You kept telling me that you wanted me ..."

Lyla instantly blushed.

"Don't drink anymore," Antonio walked to her side and tucked her in. "If you want to drink, you can drink only in front of me."

When any other man saw her confused yet alluring appearance at the time when she was drunk, Antonio wished he could kill that man.

Lyla let out a "yes" in a low voice.

Antonio bent down and gently kissed her lips. He bit too hard last night, so her mouth was still red, swollen, and even a little broken. "Have a good rest. I'll give you a day off today. Be good and wait for me to come back."

Lyla nodded.

Antonio stroked her hair contentedly and left the bedroom while wearing a tie.

...

Rosalind sat on the sofa with a venomous expression on her pale face.

Antonio had been married to her for several months, but in those months, she had only seen him very few times. Every time she asked him, he always said that he had something to do, that he had to work overtime, that he was on a business trip ...

At last, she followed him yesterday.

But what did she see?!

Antonio actually brought that bitch back to a house?!

It seemed like the road was quite familiar to him.

Judging from his gaze and expression, she could tell that he had developed feelings for that bitch.

So, during these few months, had he always been with that bitch? All the time?

...

Lyla had a good sleep in the morning and woke up in the afternoon. Only then did she go to take a hot bath, enduring the pain in her body.

However, when she took off her clothes and saw the skin of her body, she gasped in surprise.

From her neck to her calves, there were a great many love bites. It could be seen how intense they were last night.

Why did Rosalind bring her child to the house now?!

Lyla turned her phone on the recording mode and put it into the pocket at the back of her trousers then opened the door and walked out.

As Rosalind saw Lyla walk out gracefully, her eyes flashed with a cold look, but when Lyla got closer to her, she saw clearly that Lyla's neck was covered with hickeys!

Needless to say, she knew who gave those to Lyla!

She gritted her teeth and sneered, "Long time no see, Miss Johnson."

"What are you doing here? Are you here to return my child to me?" Lyla pursed her lips and asked.

"It can't be?!" Rosalind sneered, "You're still so naive. I've already warned you that I'll be unkind to you if you don't leave my Antonio!"

"I ..." Lyla wanted to explain, but in the end, she didn't. "Let me see my child, okay?"

"He's my child now," Rosalind replied. "You're very sad, right? Your child is abused by me every day. His cries are really noisy and irritating! But sometimes, I get excited when I hear him cry!"

Lyla did not say anything, however, her eyes turned red.

While she was taking revenge, her child was being tortured by this vicious woman day and night!

Working together, staying together at night?!

Then what was she, Rosalind?!

Logically speaking, they were still newlyweds!

The child suddenly started crying, and Rosalind was even more irritated.

She turned to look at the child and slowly curled her lips.