Trapped in Love

Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Haven’t You Learned Your Lesson?

+15 BONUS

Caroline’s weariness was instantly evident as she retrieved her phone and saw her father’s call.

Suppressing the pain in her ankle, she hurriedly left the kitchen to answer the call.

“Hello,” Caroline’s voice sounded dull.

“Why didn’t you call me, Carol?” Bradley asked

Caroline replied, “You added my number to your blacklist because you were afraid someone would trace you through me. Did you forget?”

Bradley let out an awkward laugh. “Yes, I forgot. Never mind. Where are you now?”

“I’m working overtime,” Caroline responded

Bradley commented, “Ah, working overtime is good. You can earn more. Carol, do you have any money now?”

Caroline tightened her grip on the glass in her hand. Did he care about nothing besides money? Had he forgotten so quickly that he left her alone at the casino the other day?

“I don’t. I used all my money to repay your debt!” Caroline’s voice turned harsh.

“Even if you have a few dollars, it’s fine. Don’t you have anything? Bradley grew anxious.

Bitterness welled up in her heart. “Dad, are you trying to push me to a desperate end? You never paid for Mom’s medical expenses, and I even repaid your debt. What more do you want?”

“Why are you saying that? I raised you. So what if I use some of your money?” Bradley retorted.

A brief sniff escaped her before she suppressed her emotions and explained, “I don’t have any money. Just wait until next month.”

the money now. If you don’t

gamble again? Haven’t you learned your lesson from the other day?”

don’t want to give it

fury. “That’s all I have right now.”

get a

hand against the

have

+15 BONUS

Caroline hardly left her bedroom.

suffering from severe morning sickness and rapid weight loss due to the looming deadline for a competition

idea and completed her draft, allowing her to finally rest that day.

she went downstairs to have dinner.

the house with determined strides.

noticing her exhausted and pale appearance, his brows furrowed

for a few days, she had evidently subjected

torture.

limits in order

and took a seat

on the dishes, the overwhelming nausea

washroom once again

the sight, wondering if she found him repulsive

in hand. Upon

loosened his tie. “Hasn’t she been

face. “Ms. Shenton has been burning the midnight oil lately. She has become noticeably slimmer, and her eating habits have

midnight oil?” Evan glanced towards the tightly shut washroom. “What has

working on?”

towards the discarded drafts on the table that she had

-been sketching.”

picked up one of the

thought. Designing was not listed on

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255