Deadly obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Sophia’s POVAfter speaking with Jack an odd sensation settled into my chest.He had declared his desire to meet her with an urgent tone.A part of me tensed. “Why? ”Jack replied with a softened tone, "Because it’s important." But you sound exhausted. Let’s meet tomorrow.”The observation registered in his consciousness. He discerned the situation through the telephone conversation without difficulty.I released a sigh while my fingers massaged my temple. “Okay. The day following the current one. ”The silence threatened to expand when he abruptly questioned, “How are you? Does the baby causes you distress? ”My eyes dropped to my abdomen where my fingers settled unnaturally on the nightshirt fabric. The baby. My secret. The quiet truth growing inside me.The word "No" escaped my lips in a barely audible murmur. Everything is fine. ”Jack exhaled and for a moment I thought I heard relief in his voice. “That’s good. I was worried. ”The situation rendered me speechless in an unexpecte

Sophia’s POVThe atmosphere within the hotel suite pressed down like a suffocating blanket where Jack’s father, Mr. Davis experienced a series of awkward movements while attempting to find comfort in his chair. He clasped his hands together and let out a sigh while his gaze flickered between his wife and me."I apologize for my wife’s words," he said finally, his tone neutral yet firm. The current emotional intensity should not overshadow our focus on the child's well-being in this situation. ”Despite my attempt to nod, an obstructive throat lump rendered speech difficult. The sharpness of Mrs. remained painfully tangible to my senses. My pride remained unexpressed in response to Davis’s sharp words. I understand Mr. Davis” I murmured keeping my voice even. The events that transpired lacked deliberate planning. I never meant for things to happen this way. ”Mrs. Davis scoffed while her perfectly manicured nails tapped against the chair's armrest. Oh cut the act Sophia. I perceive you

Sophia’s POV At the kitchen island I sat while Alexander moved around with effortless precision. Witnessing him clad in a fitted black t-shirt and gray sweatpants proved an overwhelming experience. My perception of him in luxurious suits became routine because he consistently appeared immaculate and drew everyone's focus. But this? This was different. This was dangerous. He appeared both relaxed and dominantly in command without any signs of tension. His sleeves strained against his muscular arms as he plated the food his fingers moving gracefully and for a moment I almost forgot the reason I was here.“What’s the problem?” Alexander repeated again.The day's burden descended upon me once more.An awkward pause ended when I declared, "I met with Jack’s parents."Alexander directed an unreadable glance my way while he positioned my plate before me. And? ”A deep sigh escaped my lips as I manipulated the fork through the food. His mother made it abundantly clear that she holds no affe

Sophia’s POVThe morning sun poured through the tinted windows of the sleek black Rolls-Royce yet inside the air remained thick with tension. My fingers traced abstract designs on the slick leather seat while Alexander sat to my left and Viktor to my right, as the cityscape transformed into a blurred tapestry outside.The entire situation maintained its surreal quality throughout. My journey to meet doctors was not about routine checkups or medical emergencies but rather to manipulate them into producing false DNA test results. Experiencing nervousness and guilt should have been my reaction. Instead, a peculiar tranquility settled within me as I quietly embraced the necessary extremes for my own protection.Viktor occupied the seat to my right where his presence struck me as both chilling and compelling. His blue eyes examined his surroundings with predatory sharpness, poised to seize the perfect moment to strike. He wore a black suit which appeared both crisp and expensive without fl

Sophia’s POV The weight of Mrs. Davis's apology lingered heavily in the atmosphere, creating a stifling presence similar to a storm's aftermath where devastation remains. The moment's weight pressed upon me as countless eyes drilled into my being with their relentless watchfulness. Mrs. Davis, the woman who had relentlessly used all her influence to prevent my marriage to her son, had at last given me her acceptance though it came with reluctance.But not out of love.The statement lacks authentic endorsement.No.She was simply conceding to the inevitable."We find ourselves obligated to rectify this error," Mrs. Davis said, her voice clipped, as she smoothed out the fabric of her blazer. Establishing a wedding date stands as the only proper course of action. ”An unnatural shiver traversed my backbone.Rectify this error.Your love remains uncelebrated. Sophia's acceptance into the Davis family remained forbidden. A preplanned resolution addressed the issue she had been unable to