Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam) novel Chapter 353

Anna was deeply asleep.

In the pitch-dark room, there were no windows and no lights. She was completely isolated from the outside world.

She had a long dream.

In her dream, she was in a dark, empty space.

There was no one around and it was empty and foggy. She kept moving forward mechanically, trying to stop but she couldn't.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared ahead.

She was overjoyed, and quickly walked over, but was stopped by a gorgeous, delicate-looking child.

The little boy was so beautiful with his big watery eyes shining brightly. He stared straight at her with maturity and calmness that did not fit his age.

She loved him so much, she wanted to squat down and touch his broken face.

However, when her hand just touched his cheek, the little boy suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding wind surged, and the mist raged everywhere.

When she finally opened her eyes, a tall man was standing in the place where the little boy was originally.

She couldn't see his face clearly, but subconsciously she felt that she didn't want to see his true face.

The man slowly raised his hand, wrapped his slender fingers around her neck, and then strangled it hard until her breathing weakened and her consciousness blurred.

The cold voice sounded ethereal, as if coming from the distant abyss of hell.

"Woman, you are only worthy of being my servant..."

Anna was shocked awake. She darted straight up as she roughly breathed in the cool air in the room...

She touched her neck, the feeling of the man’s ice-cold fingers still lingered.

Scenes from last night flashed in her mind.

Two cold drops of tears slid from her cheeks and into her mouth, salty, followed by endless bitterness.

The door to the room was suddenly opened, and a bright beam of light shone in, dazzling her slightly.

Anna subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes. Looking through her fingers, she saw Liam's long figure appear at the door standing in the background, but she couldn’t see the expression on his face.

She lowered her arms, turned her head away, and slowly lay down again.

Her parched throat was about to burst into flames, and she swallowed subconsciously as if trying to swallow the pain blocked there.

The two remained silent for a long time as if they were in a silent confrontation. Whoever spoke first was the loser.

Finally, she heard a soft sigh, she thought it must have been an illusion, she must still be asleep.

Then, the click of the door being shut.

She didn’t know why, but as she breathed a sigh of relief, more disappointment filled her chest.

Her lips curled up in a mocking smile, and just as she was about to close her eyes, the room door was opened again.

Immediately afterward, a paper bag was thrown at her, falling right at her feet, as if it had eyes.

"Change your clothes and come out to eat."

Liam said coldly, then he closed the door again.

If he didn't switch on the lights in the room, Anna would think that she was hallucinating again.

She was indeed hungry.

Didn't they say that you wouldn't feel hungry when you were extremely sad? Why did she feel so hungry a s if she hadn't eaten for days?

She got up again, took the paper bag, it contained a knitted long-sleeved over-the-knee dress, dark red with white stripes on the edges, and feminine flared

cuffs complimenting the sleeves.

She was not in the mood to admire this pretty dress. She pulled it on casually, simply tidied up her hair, opened the door, and walked straight to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Liam sat at one end of the dining table. On the table were two plates of perfectly scrambled eggs, a few sausages, and a plate of golden-yellow scones.

A little warmth passed through Anna's chest, rippling outwards.