บททั้งหมดของ MADDEST OBSESSION: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

(Marcus's POV)The freedom I experience while riding a bike, no matter where I am or where I am going, is something special. On a cycle path, I never feel compelled to take the same path twice. I have the freedom to travel where my will leads.I can travel whenever, wherever, and as swiftly as I like. My travels are entirely dependent upon me though but didn't have enough time to think about it, personally."Marcus, let's take a break please, I'm already exhausted," Cheska whined like a child. She likes working out in a gym but cannot handle cycling. What's wrong with her?I sigh just as my momentum in nature and the beach was shattered by this woman who keeps following my shadow wherever I go. "Then, you shouldn't come with us."She whined like a brat again but I ignores her as I am focus on sightseeing the relaxing view of pine trees and the coastal beach.I know what is her intention in visiting me here. She talks about her new project way back at the party, she wanted me to spons

(Serena's POV)We headed back to the hotel using the electric vehicle cart of the resort. They said, that road is restricted and there is a signboard under the tree before entering the secluded area for tourists. Too clumsy for me not to notice such a sign board.I noticed Marcus's quietness. His head has been lowered since Nicole and others found us. Did I really hurt him?My eyes lowered down to his leg. I noticed his left hand keeps touching his leg.I called the driver, "Can we head straight to a hospital or clinic?""Yes ma'am."Not that I'm injured but I'm more worried about Marcus's leg. The cart stopped at the hospital near the hotel. Marcus carried me into the hospital. My gaze swiveled over the waiting room, as he was looking for a place for us to sit. A TV played quietly in one corner, a distraction that might help keep his mind off the pain in his leg and the pain I'm feeling in my ankle. The seats closest to it stood empty, sandwiched between two sweating and shivering

(Serena's POV)Taking a peek through the window inside the mansion, my eyes widened at a man wearing a tuxedo who was leaning on the couch comfortably. It's Uncle Gergor, Marcus's uncle, Beside her, is a blonde woman in her late 20s, wearing a channel and full of expensive accessories. Although, I'm not familiar with her countenance.I was contemplating moving forward, to the living room. From the very beginning of my relationship with Marcus, he didn't appreciate my presence. Because I was born into a poor family. And that being said, I can't help with their business. I'm just a trophy to display and not an asset to help them widen their businesses.But Marcus fights for our relationship. Even if his Uncle threatened him, still Marcus protected me with all his might.However, I didn't know Uncle's reaction to our divorce. He must had throw an expensive party for celebrating his victory. Because he did really win in our fight. Marcus let me go. Marcus took the first action to break h

(Serena's POV)"D-Drugs to c-calm m-myself." I blurted out as dizziness started taking over. My anxiety was taking the best of me. I needed those pills immediately. I glance through my wet lashes to see that Marcus stood rigid in front of me as if thinking of something.I reach for his hand where my pills are but I started feeling suffocated and my weak body gave up. I should have fallen on the ground if it was not for Marcus's quick reflex to catch my frigid body. "I n-need the p-pills." I let out in frustration before I could find myself sobbing and begging him to give me the drugs.Yes, drugs. The only thing that kept me sane and humane. The only thing that worked in the night and let me sleep. The only thing that kept the faces of those monsters away from coming and haunting me. The only thing that helped me breathe. Also, the only thing that was stopping me from becoming suicidal.However, it's been a while since I take those drugs. I haven't experienced panic attacks when I m

(Serena's POV)As soon as these words left my mouth, Marcus abruptly stopped in the middle of the way. I could see, he was contemplating whether to reach out to me or not.Maybe he didn't expect me to say such a thing but I only stated a fact about myself. I can't be this selfish, I needed to warn him that he was playing with a lifeless soul and none of his actions will intrigue me."Serena... I-I..." He lost his words as pain crossed his face but being the expert at masking his feeling, he hid them."You won't change my heart towards you, Mr. Walton." I calmly said while keeping my face neutral."That time will tell, mi amore." He said while he curled his hand in determination.Wrong, Marcus.You are wrong. You may be a charmer, but I am no ordinary girl today.My heart is surrounded by walls, walls which are not just high but thick too. They are embedded with my shrill screams and are wrapped around thorns that are nothing but my endless woes.As soon you will come near this wall,