All Chapters of His Deadly Obsession: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

“Francisco!”“This has gone too far. Don’t you realize that?” Lilith said, her voice firm but strained.Francisco tilted his head slightly. “Really?”“Is that so? Then leave my room.”Lilith let out a soft, mocking chuckle.“You know what, Francisco,” she began, her eyes fixed on him, “whatever the truth may be, the world recognizes me as your wife. No one can take that place.”Francisco’s jaw tightened.Lilith continued, her tone steady but edged with bitterness. “And one day, you will come to me.”She paused, then added with controlled sharpness, “You will have to accept the truth—that she is never coming back to you.”Her voice hardened. “Never.”Before she could say another word, Francisco lunged forward. He grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the wall.“Don’t you dare say that again,” he warned, his voice dark and dangerous.His grip tightened. Lilith struggled to breathe as his fingers pressed into her throat.“She is with me,” he said through clenched teeth. “She wil

Zain did not say anything.The silence stayed between them for a while.Kevin then broke it gently. “Let’s go out.”Zain looked at him and nodded with a small smile. He closed his books neatly.Then Kevin and Zain left the room together. Like every week, they went out for a walk, talking quietly.The next day, Lilith did not find Francisco beside her, just like every other day. She slowly got up from the bed, her expression turning uneasy, because she had not seen him since yesterday. A strange hunch grew stronger in her mind... that Francisco might have already left without informing anyone.Without wasting any time, she quickly changed and stepped out of her room, calling out, “Anna! Anna!”Hearing her voice, Anna rushed upstairs immediately.“Yes, Madam!”Lilith looked straight at her and asked in a solemn tone, “Where is your master?”Anna lowered her gaze before answering, “Master did not come home last night.”Lilith gave her a steady, unreadable look, scanning her briefly from

After two days, Mia returned to her job as a waitress.Her injury was not serious. Only her hand was hurt. She could still work, but her movements were slower, careful, and slightly stiff. It would take time to heal.But she could not afford to rest.This job mattered. It was her part-time work, and she needed the money to complete her graduation.During her break, Mia sat alone on a bench. She took a deep breath and looked around, trying to ease the heaviness in her chest.Suddenly, Ronin approached her.“How are you feeling now?” he asked, concern clear on his face. “You could have taken another day off.”Mia let out a quiet sigh and shook her head. “No… I feel bored at home, Ronin.”Ronin sat beside her and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “That night was chaos,” he said, his voice still tense. “I really thought we were going to die.”Mia lowered her gaze. She said nothing.The memory still felt too close.“The owner was under a lot of pressure,” Ronin continued. “T

A week had passed, and Francisco had already taken full control of Frothy Fox.Among the staff, Mia often found herself looking toward the entrance, hoping to see him again. However, he had disappeared completely, as if that night had never happened.With a quiet sigh, she entered the staff room after a long shift. It had been a tiring day. Although the ownership had changed, the staff had received a bonus on the first day, which softened the tension slightly.Mia dropped onto the couch and scrolled through her phone. Tomorrow was her psychology exam, and despite everything, she still had to focus. She was, after all, a psychology student.She took a bite of bread, chewing slowly while glancing at the clock. It was already noon, yet this was her first proper break of the day. Work had not given her a moment to rest.Suddenly, her phone buzzed.A message from Helena appeared.“Auntie, when are you coming? Mom is home. We will go out together.”Mia’s lips curved into a small smile as sh

The moment the injured man’s friends rushed toward Francisco, the entire atmosphere of the bar changed.One of them swung a punch directly at his face.Francisco tilted his head slightly, avoiding it with ease. Before the man could react again, Francisco grabbed his collar and drove his knee hard into his stomach. The man choked in pain and collapsed onto the floor.Another came from the side with a bottle in his hand. Francisco caught his wrist midway, twisted it sharply until a crack echoed through the air, then snatched the bottle and smashed it against the man’s shoulder. Glass scattered across the floor as the man screamed.Panic spread instantly.Customers hurried away from their seats, chairs scraping loudly against the wooden floor. Some rushed toward the exit while others stood frozen in fear.The sound of shattering wood and glass filled the bar.One man grabbed a broken bottle and lunged at him recklessly.Francisco’s eyes darkened.He seized the man’s wrist, forced the sha