All Chapters of My Obsessive Ex: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lies will never end in happiness until whenever. *** Qeiza’s concentration in working was distracted by the phone ring. She glanced at her mobile phone that was lying on the corner of her desk lazily then continuing to focus her attention back to the designs she was drawing. She thought it was probably a prank call only. All this time, the one who had often called her while she was busy with her works was only Ansel. Currently, she didn’t take part in a design project with her ex-husband anymore. Thus, there’s no reason for him to disturb her perpetually. Unluckily, Qeiza couldn’t ignore that calls for any longer when her phone rang louder without any pauses. Beginning by taking a deep breath, Qeiza finally grabbed her phone. Her eyes narrowed a little bit while finding out an anonymous phone number occurred on the screen. However, she had no other choice than to accept the call. Qeiza’s expression changed all at once. She jumped from her seat. One of her hand moved swiftly, gra

If you released a deer back into the jungle, so never hope you will easily catch her again. *** Qeiza had just taken a bath. Her body was still covered with a towel. Yet, the sound of knocks on her apartment door totally disturbed her. That noise sounded so rash and impatient, making Qeiza sick behind the sense of her wonder. 'Just let it be!' Qeiza thought. 'There’s probably a drunken neighbor.' Remembering her experience that there’s ever the other occupant of another apartment that did such action when he was drunk, Qeiza got calmer. She kept walking to the wardrobe. She smiled in relief when she could no longer hear the noise from her apartment door. That person might have been gone away. That’s she thought. “Ae Ri! Open the door!” Qeiza’s relief just actually stayed for a while. The insistent banging on her apartment door was heard again. It’s followed by the yell of a man who called her name. “Ansel?” Qeiza muttered. She couldn’t hide her astonishment after successfully

Sometimes we need to make a bold decision. *** [Who are you?] Ansel replied the message with a high curiosity. He truly wondered the person who had just interacted with him. However, his message never got a reply. Not losing his mind, Ansel pressed the dial button. “Aaargh!” He shouted in anger. His call had just been answered by the operator. The sender of the messages had inactivated his or her phone number. It could indicate that he or she used a disposable phone number only. Ansel grabbed his jacket, intending to go out. He wanted to inhale some fresh air. Still, the pain in his back stopped his steps. He stood frozenly behind the door. While grimacing, he went back to the bed and laid down in a slow motion. “Hold on, Ansel! You should be patient till you’re fully recovered.” Ansel cheered himself up. If only it wasn’t because of the carelessness of a mother who let her little son ran freely around the stairs of Qeiza’s apartment, he wouldn’t get injured. All of sudden, An

Thought is like a magnet. It will attract events according to what we think. *** Chin Hwa felt as though the thunder of lightning had just exploded right into his eardrums. The unpredictable question of Mrs. Song momentarily drugged his consciousness. It made his eyes bulge round like he was seeing a very creepy ghost. Qeiza was not different from Chin Hwa. She felt like her soul get out of her body for seconds. She could only gawk in a trance, staring blankly at Mrs. Song that was still waiting for Chin Hwa’s answer with a demanding facial expression. Realizing that her spontaneous question was like a fire ball throwing through the fortress suddenly, Mrs. Song chortled. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to push you both,” she babbled then. “I’m just so excited about having grandchildren soon. I—” “Mom!” Chin Hwa screamed in surprise, cutting off his mother’s nonsense. He could felt his earlobes get hot because of embarrassment. He really didn’t presume that his mother would think too f

The feeling of love probably can’t disappear in a blink, but the logic may not be defeated by the feeling. *** Qeiza was still frozen on her seat. It couldn’t be denied that the subtle poundings made her heart pump her blood faster. Her fingers even got light tremors. To hide it all from Ansel’s and Chin Hwa’s sights, Qeiza rashly rose from her swivel chair while tucking her hands into the pockets of her blazer. Ansel looked up without changing his kneeling position. His lips curled up a bit, formed a slight smile. His dark brown eyes, which almost seemed black, stared warmly at Qeiza and blatantly exposed his hope in there. Qeiza could feel both her knees get shaky. For the first time in her life she could lock her gaze on Ansel’s face in such close and long time. Ansel’s eyebrows were so thick and dark. They depicted the firm and the strength. His face was oval with very sturdy jawlines. They performed a very charismatic aura. His lips weren’t thin, but neither too thick. Their p