No Escape: Her Ex-boyfriend's Love Trap

kened. He wasn't

an's face was red. Clea

u that your body figure is extremely terrible now? Did you even have enough to eat when you

t he was no longer in h

s, it was j

When they were still together, she was obses

ng how it felt with her hands against his firm muscles.

nce between a young

was exasperated

ke this to Claud! Was this woman

old woman, Claud uttered again, "Years have pass

atever happened before his eyes was an illusion. Claud

rant of a woman? This w

retorted, "Mr. Lambert

th. Now, with the title as the heir of GL Gro

e became more disappointed in her daughter and treated her colder than before when she found out

want to admit defeat in

Isabella couldn't find Norris. She t

was causing her head to throb in pain. Leaning agains

a rubbed her icy-cold arms an

ne whose back was similar to Norris'. He was talking to a woman. Isabe

imilar to the one Isabella was wearing. Flashing a sweet and innocent smile

t was too late. The car dashed away q

t with no choice, Isabella staggered to the parking lot alone. Whi

use of her vigilance. Now that she was relaxed, she was

churning, and sh

ittle devil? A-ha! Found ya!" A drunk

before reaching her car. Most of it was spat onto the wheel of the c

o her. He trembled upon looking at the disgusting sigh

apologized, too weak t

at. "Do you even know whose car this is? Do you know how much it

now the answers to h

moment, she was being ridiculed by a mere driver, say

etorted, "How do you know I don't have enough money

latest Maserati MC20. The market price is

ive me an amount!" She looked at him and

roached, followed by an aloof ye

man. "Well, Mr. Lambert, this woman vomited

er coldly. It was

ess underneath her feet, his

sabella apologized, "So

oy," Claud ca

ears, this was the first tim

n her eyes. She didn't want to h

his enough? Don't try to fool me. You just need to wash the wheels. Even if your car is worth

n was supposed to be for something else, but now she

d's grim expression, the driver murmured, "Mr. La

m Isabella and instructed indi

s,

like that? The driver dare not voice out his thoughts. He decided

t backward, she reclined on it. She didn't bother to contact a designated dr

in, it was because of the ch

t with just a few cars. No one else was around. She looked at her phone. It was forty minutes past three in the morn

at the text. It read, "I'm sorry, Isabella. Yesterday, there was a last-minute dinner engagement. I was dru

phone aside and did

ngle message dissipate her anger? She w

then head for sleep when she received a call f

abella, come downstairs now," Norris said a

Isabella was

come to apologize to you. I'

re like it! Her mood lightened. "I'm

. I'll wai

he quickly splashed the water on

, he opened the trunk of his car. Taking out a large

e, but there were a lot of