Semua Bab Obsessed with Punishment: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Caroline froze, her heart pounding like a countdown.She stood there, stunned, until Laurent's hand grazed her cheek, his lips finding hers in a desperate, searing kiss."I won't try to end it again," he said, his voice rough, as if it echoed from some distant, chaotic horizon. "If I die, it'll be the same day as you."...Caroline jolted awake, her body slick with cold sweat, her eyes snapping open in panic.She was in a bed that felt both foreign and familiar. She took a deep breath, still feeling exhausted.Then it hit her where she was. This was Laurent's house, the place she'd once known better than her own.Her heart clenched, a dull ache spreading through her chest. She forced herself to sit up, her movements sluggish.Her eyes caught sight of someone approaching, wearing the pink slippers she'd snagged for Laurent years ago in a cheap online flash sale. Her fingers trembled."Zolpidem," Laurent said, slamming a medical report onto the nightstand.It detailed her docto

"Don't you get it?" Exhaustion laced Caroline's voice as she faced his relentless pursuit. "My marriage or divorce has nothing to do with you.""You're signing the divorce agreement tomorrow, right?" Laurent asked, ignoring her words. "I'm coming with you.""No," she said, brushing him off with a tired wave."Why not?" He pressed his lips together."It's none of your business!" Her voice rose, sharp with frustration. "Are you deaf?"Her emotions flared, and his heart twisted. He feared pushing her too far, triggering another breakdown."Okay, okay. I won't go," he said, lowering his voice to a soothing murmur. "I'll send Innis with you."She sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside her. Seeing Laurent dredged up Linda's final words.Her hand rested on the bedsheet, her wrist turning to reveal that faded rose tattoo, half-hidden by jagged scars from her darkest days.His gaze lingered on the marks, his throat tight with unspoken questions. But with her lying the

Laurent gently turned Caroline's face toward him. His fingers, trembling, traced the delicate lines of her features, sliding down to her neck.She let out a soft, mumbled sound, incoherent but enough to set his blood ablaze. His grip tightened on her neck, their raw, wounded hearts locked in a silent duel in the dark.He leaned in, kissing her with a hunger that had been starved for years. It had been so long since he'd held her like this and felt her this close.He'd missed her every single day she'd been gone. He missed their reckless, tangled past, the way her eyes used to burn with love and desire.Her breath hitched, and her eyes fluttered half-open, her voice soft, vulnerable, nothing like her usual sharp edge. "Laurent."That one word nearly undid him.He released her neck, his hands moving to her buttons, but something stopped him. She should've fought and pushed him away. She didn't.Confused, he flicked on his phone's light, illuminating her face. Her eyes were half-li

Roderick felt like he'd been struck by lightning. He glared at her as Caroline pried off his fingers.His blood boiled, and his wounded pride roared to life.In a flash, he slammed her against the desk, the force so brutal it seemed he meant to break her. The edge of the desk bit into her waist, pain flaring as she winced, knowing a bruise was already blooming.She struggled, but his grip was iron, his face contorted with fury. "You slept with Laurent?"She glared back, silent. Her defiance drove him to the edge. He roared, "You did it, but you can't admit it?""Fine, I'll admit it," she said, her smile sharp and reckless, like the boy who'd once faced down the fire. "I slept with him."His control snapped. He raised his hand to slap her, but she caught his wrist mid-air, her palm cracking across his face.The sound echoed, sharp and final. He froze, a red handprint blooming on his cheek."How does it feel?" she taunted. "When you stayed out all night, flaunted Nikki in front

Knut scratched his head, confused. 'Aren't these two always at war? Why do they look disheveled?'He swallowed hard, worried that Caroline would get back at him for giving her hell before.Nervously, he said, "Someone from the Holland family's here. Wants to talk business."Roderick paused, pondering.The Hollands were doing restaurant business and had nothing to do with the Reed Group."Set up a meeting," he said.A confident voice cut in. "I'm already here."A woman swept into the room, vibrant in a tailored yellow suit, her Chanel heels clicking with authority. It was the Holland family heiress, radiating wealth and poise.Caroline froze, having a flashback to a year ago when she was crying outside a private room."Are you the server? Is Laurent in there? I'm his fiancée."Hannah's words echoed in her mind. She murmured, "Fiancée..."Her heart twisted as she faced the dazzling woman before her. "So, it's Miss Holland.""Eh?" Hannah paused, looking at her. "You look famil