All Chapters of Obsessed With You: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Doreen Pulitzer was used to taking the bus when going out. It was only when she received a call from her driver, Old Liu, asking when she would be leaving, that she remembered Ferguson Kennedy had provided her with a car and a driver."Master Liu, I'm already on my way. There's nothing much today, so you can go home," Doreen Pulitzer said into the phone."But that won't do! I have to ensure your safety! Miss Chen, where are you now? I'll come pick you up!"Old Liu's attitude was quite insistent, as if he feared Ferguson Kennedy would dock his pay if he didn't accompany Doreen Pulitzer. Unable to refuse, Doreen Pulitzer got off at the next stop and sent him her location.[I'll be there in about twenty minutes, Miss Chen. Please wait for me a moment.] Old Liu messaged.[Okay.]The bus stop where Doreen Pulitzer got off was somewhat remote, resembling an urban village. The streets were dilapidated, the buildings old, and there were few people around. Although it wasn't snowing, the

Doreen Pulitzer lowered her head to look at the tissue in her hand, as clean as new; there was nothing on her lips. She glanced up at Harry Bruno and stood up, saying, "I'm going to the restroom."As she turned, a chill ran down her spine, and she instantly understood Harry Bruno's intention. It was a move to hurt and humiliate. Moreover, Ferguson Kennedy was a man with such a strong sense of possessiveness. How could he tolerate the woman by his side having any unclear relationship with her ex-boyfriend!She pursed her lips and walked straight through the corridor, turning into the restroom without looking around.Ferguson Kennedy's gaze was so intense that it was hard for the others at the table not to notice. The only woman present, Jiang Xuan, smiled and said, "Second Young Master, what are you looking at? I thought you didn't get close to women?"Jiang Xuan was a major client of Edison Duncan, in her early thirties, who loved handsome men, especially those who were hard to get

"Teacher Bi..."Doreen Pulitzer couldn't help but sit up straight. She held her phone with a humble attitude, yet she was also firm in her stance."I'm sorry, perhaps you think it's too late to discuss this now, but please believe me, I'm not just talking for the sake of it. I carefully read your comments, and there might be some ideas that I didn't express clearly in my work, so I wanted to discuss them with you in detail..."Doreen Pulitzer had reviewed all the collections and reports about Xiao Anzhi, even the gossip news, and combined them with the official requirements given by the client, redefining Xiao Anzhi's core needs.In simple terms, the official information indicated that the client preferred an English gentleman style, but Doreen Pulitzer's design was more wild and natural. Besides capturing the British tone, she made the living room sunken, without carpet, instead using gravel as a substitute.This was exactly what Bi Sheng criticized—it was completely unsuitable f

The water splashed in the bathroom. Doreen Pulitzer was pulled up, her bare feet unable to stand steadily on the floor. The man behind her lifted her by the waist and carried her to the bed outside.The soft mattress undulated beneath them.Each time, it was thoroughly enjoyable.Communicating through their bodies.Finally, the surging waves slowly subsided, returning to calm. Exhausted, Doreen Pulitzer was held tightly in a pair of strong arms.Doreen Pulitzer turned over, facing Ferguson Kennedy. Her mind was hazy, yet she seemed to know exactly what she was saying.In the man's embrace, she whispered softly, "Ferguson Kennedy, when I said 'give it a try,' it means I will give my true heart, but you, remember, must trust me.""…Mm."The rhythmic sound of the woman's breathing as she slept reached his ears. In the darkness, Ferguson Kennedy gently caressed her cheek with his palm, careful not to disturb her, using only his fingertips.He had been in a bad mood all afternoon,

"This is the city branch! You—"The young policewoman, her face flushed with anger, suddenly fell silent.Ferguson Kennedy merely raised his eyes slightly, the corners of his naturally flirtatious and affectionate eyes curling upward, showing no malice, only mockery and disdain. It was as if he were looking down on an ant."Second Young Master, you could have given us a heads-up before coming!" The deputy chief, who had been in a meeting, rushed over immediately upon receiving the news. Though his respect wasn't overtly displayed, his deference and apology were clear.Ferguson Kennedy ignored him, his gaze fixed solely on Doreen Pulitzer. He pulled her up from the interrogation chair, tilting his head to examine her from top to bottom, meticulously.Everyone present understood that if Doreen Pulitzer suffered even the slightest injustice today, he would seek retribution.The deputy chief's heart sank. He quickly scolded the two subordinates responsible for questioning Doreen Puli