All Chapters of The Innocent Who is Trapped Mafia Love: Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

As days passed, Clara felt that something wasn’t right with Ruby and her life, there was a feeling that she couldn't describe in words. The fear that every night always becomes a nightmare for her. That also seemed to be what Ruby felt, since they returned to Diana's house, there wasn't a single day when Ruby could sleep soundly, even Clara's presence couldn't calm her down.Diana had asked Clara to ask Steven to come because she felt that maybe Ruby missed her father by her side, but Clara immediately refused, she felt that Steven had thrown her out and asked them never to return to the mansion, after all, that was what Clara had wanted for a long time.Clara's presence in the mansion with Steven was only because she was tied to something, Ruby was the reason she was there, she could have reported everything to the police but was she able to put Steven in prison, since she saw how strong Steven was with all the wealth and power he had. Steven could easily eliminate someone and cover

Sunlight streaming in through the drapes gently illuminated the room where Clara sat beside Ruby. Her daughter's fever had finally subsided after a sleepless, endless night, but a thin strand of unease still nestled in Clara's breast. She combed Ruby's hair gently, her shaking fingers lined with weariness.A gentle knock on the door."Clara," Diana replied. "There is a man at the gate. He claims he is here making a delivery to you."Clara stood up from her chair, scowling in distrust. "A delivery? Who from?"Diana shrugged. "He wouldn't tell me. But he did leave his name… Steven."Clara's heart constricted.Steven.She stayed there not wanting to disturb Ruby and departed. Standing outside was a tall, dominating man in an overcoat made of black cloth, sunglasses hiding his face although it was early morning. Next to him stood a black automobile. Clara was not familiar with him, yet the cold calculated look brought so forcefully back Steven's world."You are Clara," the man said courte

The clock on the wall quietly ticked by with the stillness of night as Clara remained sitting on the bed, her fingers lightly sweeping Ruby's forehead. The child convulsed again, sleep interrupted by something Clara was unable to decipher — an intensifying terror night after night."Mommy…" Ruby woke in her sleep, little fists clutching the blanket as though it alone restrained her.Clara felt her heart break for the hundredth time that week.“I’m here, baby,” she whispered, pressing a soft kiss on her daughter’s temple.It'd been weeks since they'd gone out. Weeks since Clara'd instructed Steven never to find them again. But even as far removed as they'd attempted to become, the outlines of that house — of all that'd transpired — pursued. Clara sensed it in Ruby's fidgeting, in the haunted way she inspected the periphery of the room as though someone would appear from it.Clara slowly lowered herself beside Ruby, wrapped her in a hug, and attempted to warm her shivering. Only warmth,