All Chapters of His Little Obsession: Chapter 61 - Chapter 65

CarlosI huffed in annoyance, watching Mia fake a few drops of tears as the doctor informed us about my uncle’s condition. She was a good actress. She didn’t give two cents about her father. In the past; maybe, but now, it was merely a competition for the Hernandez wealth. I exhaled, lowering my head to the floor. “Don’t worry, Carlos. He’ll be fine.” Marco reassured, patting my back. I laughed sarcastically, raising my head.“Do I look worried?” I asked sarcastically, glancing at my uncle lying unconsciously on the bed, “He got what he deserved.” I muttered in despair, clenching my fist on the side. “And what’s that supposed to mean?” Mia’s mother snapped, interjecting into the conversation. The doctor excused himself from the room, sensing the tension building up. “You know what I mean, Margaret,” I responded with a forced smile. “Must be karma, huh?” I shrugged and she lunged forward for an attack as though she could hurt me with that fragile body. Mia pulled her back, shaking h

Ivan “Are you hungry?” Carlos asked with a smile, leaning on the doorframe. I shook my head, letting out a sharp breath as I held my father’s hand. I didn’t get why he wasn’t awake yet. It was already the fourth day and still nothing. I was getting worried. Worried he would stay in coma for long, but much more concerned about his reaction on waking up. Would he understand why I did it? Or would he hate me without asking reasons behind my actions? My dad might be a strict man and sometimes, aggressive but I didn’t want him dead. A lot of people didn’t understand my connection to my dad and often thought of it as an act to win him over to get his wealth. However, they didn’t know the reason was that he saved me from that fire outbreak seven years ago. The same fire outbreak that took my mom’s life and many other people living around us. As to how the fire started was still a mystery yet to be known, but it was ruled out as a kitchen accident. Funny how that way was supposed to be the

Ivan I didn’t know how long I stared into space as I thought of that Cristiano. Why was I thinking of going back to him after everything? He didn’t apologize to me yet I was ready to return to the toxic psychopath. He was lucky to have a brother who could convince anyone without saying much. He was the opposite of Cristiano, though they had slight similarities in character. I jerked from my trance when I heard a throaty cough echo in the room. I blinked my eyes, looking around before my gaze landed on my dad whose eyes were on me. I grinned in joy, holding his hand. “You’re awake, Dad.” I trailed off in a soft voice, helping sit up. He hummed in response, a tight smile stretched on his lips. I nibbled on my lower lip, averting his gaze. The excitement made me forget why he was in the hospital in the first place. “I’m sorry, Dad,” I mumbled, biting my lower lips till I drew blood. “I shouldn’t have done that,” I added, raising my head.“Then why did you do it?” He shot back, his vo