Hidden Obsessions のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

MEL POV“What could they be talking about in there?” Angie murmurs, while putting her ear on the door’s peephole, so she could listen to the whispering happening outside the door.“Will you just relax?” I pull her away from the door. “At this rate, you will get us kicked out of here. You should be grateful that Sister Mary told us to wait for her in this office.”“It is called being polite. Nuns are trained to be that way.” She frowns. “But I don’t think Sister Martha attended those lessons. You see the way she just turned on us like we were evil spirit she was trying to cast away. She was all smiling faces and kisses and within a twinkle of the eye, she was so eager to make us leave.”“I noticed it too.” I nod. “And it was after she saw my name and Mrs. Park’s name on the computer.”“Exactly.” Angie yelps. “For a second, I thought she had seen the devil or something. I tell you, something fishy is going on in this place.”“Shh.” I reach over to cover her mouth. “I think they are comi

MEL POV“So, my mother was cheating on her husband?”“I am not trying to justify her actions.” Sister Mary murmurs. “But she was young and naïve. First getting married for money and then falling for the first man who showed some kindness after years of abuse from her marriage. The world dealt her a hard blow.”“Still, she made her choice.” I recall Mrs. Park remarks. If this dumb Ava was my mother, then I am nothing like her. Not really.“Yes, she did.” Sister nods, solemnly. “Anyways after that day, she moved into one of the spare rooms in the church, waiting for the love of her life.”“He didn’t come back, did he? My real father?”“No. I had feared that was going to happen. That he had completely fooled her and taken advantage of her innocence. She would write letters to the address that he gave her but no response. Days turned into weeks turned into months but poor Ava still held faith that he will come for her. She held that faith even after she gave birth to you.” Sister Mary smi

RIO POV“She is finally sleeping.” Nonna walks into the living room where the rest of the family had gathered looking distressed. “The poor girl is in so much pain. I had to give her some sleeping pills just to calm her down.”Mel had cried all the way back to the estate, that I had actually considered calling a doctor, but Nonna had offered to take care of her, while I reported the situation to my family.“Is she going to be alright?” Nick asks. “She did not look fine.”“She will be alright, my love.” Nonna pats his hair to comfort him. “She just has to come to terms with the new situation.”“Am I the only still confused here?” Dante suddenly blurts. “Because this all sounds like a badly written telenovela.”“Dante, this is not the time for jokes.” Nonna scolds him.“But I am not joking, Nonna.” He turns to me. “You are telling me, that Leo Draco showed up at your office with claims of your wife, possibly being the product of a love affair he had years ago, and simultaneously, your w

MEL POVI stood, even after the doors slammed shut, frozen in Nonna’s arms. This is the first time I have actually felt scared of Rio. Like actual fear.“You know he didn’t mean to be harsh.” Nonna murmured softly. “He just wants to make sure that you are safe.”Safe? I wasn’t even sure if I was safe in this home anymore.“Mel.” Nonna nudged me. “You have to listen to him.”I turned to her, fury blazing in my eyes. “I can’t stay locked up here for good, Nonna.”“It’s not for good.” She said. “Mel, think of all the pressure you will be putting him under if he has to constantly worry about you. He loves you.”I felt exploding when she said that, because I was getting sick of this stupid lie. Rio doesn’t love me, he just wants a fuck buddy.“This just sucks.” I grumbled and collapsed on the chair.“I know. But at least your color is back.” She tugged my cheeks. “You don’t look as pale as you did last night. You gave me a fright.”“I am sorry.” I murmured.“About what?” Nonna sat beside m

RIO POV“Are you feeling better, Olga?” I sat her on a chair and placed the cup of tea she had been brewing in front of her. “Yes, thank you.” She murmured and took a sip from the cup. “What is happening?”“Are you certain that man is your grandson? You were pretty far from the window to have been able to have seen him clearly.”“My eye sight might be getting worse with age, but I know my boy, when I see him. What I don’t understand is why he tried to attack your brother?” Her face suddenly paled. “Are you bad people? Please don’t hurt me.”“No, Olga.” I appealed to her. “I promise that we are not going to harm you or your boy. We just wanted to talk to Pierre about a few things, that’s all.”“Just talk?” She asked.“Yes, just talk. In fact,” I squatted down in front of her. “Maybe you know something that could help us understand why your boy decided to run.”“I don’t think I do.”“Well, has Pierre been moving around with some shady characters?”“No, my boy is a good boy. He is alw