Trapped in Love

Chapter 43 Ungrateful Daughter

Daniella opened the door and walked into the room in her heels.

As she observed the man soundly asleep in bed, she discarded her clothes without hesitation, allowing them to fall carelessly onto the floor. She gingerly climbed into the bed, mindful not to

disturb his slumber.

She slept soundly until 7 a.m…

Suddenly, Evan’s eyes fluttered open from an upset tummy, his face contorted with discomfort.

He frowned when he realized that he was in a hotel room

“Mmph… Evan, you’re awake?” Daniella’s voice filled the air, carrying a hint of sleepiness as she gazed at him sheepishly.

In that moment, a rush of memories from the previous night flooded Evan’s mind. He recalled the

ringing of the doorbell, his hazy consciousness as he stumbled towards the entrance, and pulling

someone inside upon recognizing a familiar voice. He had mistaken Daniella for Caroline–his

heart sank.

Annoyed, Evan threw off the blanket and rose from the bed, his frustration evident on his

handsome face.

With disappointment evident in her voice, Daniella quickly sat up. “Evan! Do you despise me to the extent that you don’t want to be intimate with me?”

Evan’s handsome face stiffened, his voice ice–cold. “Did you bring me here?”

I realized it wasn’t safe to drive you home, so I brought you here. I intended to get some honey water to help sober you up, but the kitchen was closed. When I returned, you suddenly

she recalled the images she had seen on the

‘Daniella, I’ll make it up to you, but not right

she hoped he wouldn’t recall Caroline’s

went smoothly when her adoptive parents–who

paths. with him, an instinctive desire to

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spoke coldly. “Did you know that

away last night?”

nodded. “I

eyes, Evan continued.

way to their room, slamming the door with a resounding

at the entrance, bewildered

had done to trigger such a tantrum. Evan had been

it, she headed downstairs for breakfast before setting off to

outside the ward,

heart squeezed painfully at the sight of her pale and tearful mother, Katie, lying

and

went up to ask. “Mom?

upon seeing Caroline and choked out, “You’re

nodded, her mind racing as she considered her next question. “Was Dad here?”

Katie’s lips. “Let’s not talk about him, Carol. Please, let’s not.”

did he cause trouble for you again? Did

more money?”

I’ve already paid

favors. We’ve burdened him enough; we can never repay him…”

well that her father would inevitably return, seeking money once more, given his character. However, she hadn’t anticipated it

Soon

breath, she made a determined declaration. “Let me handle it, Mom. I won’t allow him to come

stared at her in disbelief. “What are

the police,” she