All Chapters of MY EX ENEMY IS OBSESSED WITH ME: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

BIANCA’S POVThe neighbors came out of their houses to watch the police take Rob and me away.My neighbor was still ranting. “Yes. She invites different men over everyday. This is not a neighborhood for such behavior. There are children watching and she’s a bad role model.”The policeman took notes.It was all a lie and she was blowing it out of proportion but arguing would only attract more attention.We got to the community security office and they separated us. Rob was taken into a smaller room and I stayed in the front reception. I could hear voices behind the door, people murmuring. My neighbor was still talking, her voice loud and self-righteous.“She’s always walking around in shorts and inviting men over. That’s not the kind of woman we want in this area. It’s disgusting.”I sat down and said nothing. Any reaction would be used against me. I could feel the weight of the stares. People who never liked me used that opportunity to say all manner of things about me.“She carries

ROB’S POV We got to New York and I half expected her to want to turn around but she didn’t. I pulled our bags out of the airport. A text notification made me pull my phone out of my pocket. New York was clean, for now. Maybe Victor had moved on from Bianca and me or he just lost interest. Whatever it was, when he came back, I’d be waiting with his grave already dug. By the time we got to her place, it was already evening. I called cleaning service the day before to make sure it already cleaned for her when we got here. Bianca didn’t say much. She walked into her home like it belonged to someone else. She went straight to the shower. The moment I heard the water running, I pulled out my laptop. It was time. I loaded the footage from the week of her accident. I’d installed hidden cameras without telling her. It was for her safety, or so I told myself at the time. Now I was just thankful I had. I saw Vanessa walk into the compound, wave at the camera, and tampere

ROB’S POV I stepped into Bianca’s old office, but Jason was already gone. A woman was sitting in her chair. She looked up and smiled too brightly. “Oh my goodness. You must be Rob.” I didn’t answer. “Where’s Jason?” She stood, smoothing down her skirt like she was in a perfume ad. “He was here. But he left. Said something about not wasting time on someone who’s already lost.” I didn’t move. “And you are?” “Marilyn. Bianca’s replacement.” She said it slowly, like she was waiting for a reaction. I gave her none. She walked around the desk, her heels tapping softly. “You know, it’s funny. Everyone warned me you’d be scary. But I think you just need a little… attention.” She tilted her head and smiled. “Don’t worry. I can handle men like you. Cold, brooding, intense, and hard to please. But they fuck even better.” “You’re talking a lot for someone who knows nothing.” She smiled wider. “Oh, I know plenty. Like the fact that you’ve been hanging around Bianca like a stray dog. It’

BIANCA’S POV I knew. I had known for weeks. Maybe even months before we left for Venice. At first, it creeped me out, but then it made me feel something I couldn’t admit out loud. I also felt protected in a way that wasn’t normal but still made me sleep better at night. He didn’t move when I said it. He just stood there, like he was waiting for me to scream or throw something or slap him across the face. But I didn’t. I sipped my coffee again, but he still didn’t breathe. “I should have told you,” I said. “But I wanted to see how far you’d go.” His jaw clenched and he finally stepped forward. “Bianca.” “I’m not saying it was okay,” I cut in. “I’m just saying I understood why.” He reached for the counter like he needed something to hold him up, but I stayed where I was. “You scare me,” I whispered. That made him hesitate. “But you also make me feel like nothing could touch me. And I don’t know which one I like more.” His eyes darkened and I watched the contro

BIANCA’S POV “How could you hide this from me? And she was the one you went out to meet yesterday?” I asked. I looked up at Rob, my eyes wide and burning with disbelief. “You didn’t tell me,” I said, my voice breaking but loud enough to fill the room. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing. “My baby,” I whispered, then spat the words out harder. “My baby, Rob. How could you keep that from me?” “I wanted to handle it myself,” he said. I stood up, pacing the room, fury rising like fire in my chest. “You think I’m some fragile thing who can’t handle the truth? I needed you, Rob. You. And I needed honesty. He swallowed, guilt flickering across his face, but he stayed silent.A knock on the door dragged my attention. Sharon stepped in glancing between Rob and I. “There is a staff meeting in next five minutes, ma’am,” she said. I sighed. “I’ll be there.”She nodded and left. “I’m going to that meeting. This isn’t over,” I said. I walked past him to the staff meeting, pushing