Todos os capítulos de Obsessed With You: Capítulo 441 - Capítulo 450

Bai Shanshan almost laughed out loud, tilting her head proudly as she walked in.Doreen Pulitzer was stopped by the word "stranger" outside the door.The night wind was chilly, and she was still wearing that strapless long dress, with her bare shoulders and arms feeling somewhat numb from the cold.She slightly raised her head; under the night sky, it was hard to see clearly through the black sunglasses, but she vaguely noticed a curtain on the third floor flutter.Looking closer, she saw a figure standing behind the curtain.Doreen Pulitzer narrowed her eyes and told the butler, "Tell Mr. Han that I have no patience for his games. If I'm a stranger, then we should stay out of each other's way."The old butler was taken aback but didn't say anything, simply nodding and sending her off.On the third floor—Ferguson Kennedy watched the black SUV turn around and roar down the mountain.The roar of the engine pounded in his heart, and all his nerves tightened. An invisible hand se

Judy Green stood by, her mouth agape.Doreen Pulitzer didn't wait for a reply and hung up the phone directly.Not long after, the security guard from No. 1 Building came running over, grinning, and let them through.Doreen Pulitzer drove to Building 13 where Dorothy Hazlitt lived, and both she and Judy Green got out of the car.Judy Green was worried about Dorothy Hazlitt, but also anxious about what Ferguson Kennedy would do if he found out Doreen Pulitzer was there. She was visibly on edge."It's okay, one thing at a time," Doreen Pulitzer comforted Judy Green. "Let's go see Jiaxin first. Don't think about anything else."Judy Green could only nod.On the 15th floor, Room 3, the door was wide open. Before they even entered, they heard a woman's piercing scream.Judy Green's legs gave way, and she rushed in quickly.Inside, Dorothy Hazlitt, dressed in pajamas, was being held down on her knees in the living room by two burly women. Vivien Wat, with her perfectly made-up face,

The entwined figures in her mind lingered, the seductive sounds echoing in her ears. Doreen Pulitzer closed her eyes, trying to focus on the road ahead.On the way, Judy Green called to ask if she had arrived at the hotel yet."Almost there," Doreen Pulitzer replied."Is everything okay?" Judy Green sensed something was off and hesitated, "Nothing happened, right?"She was still worried that Doreen Pulitzer might have been stopped by Ferguson Kennedy's people at No. 1 Courtyard, fearing a confrontation between them."No, everything's fine," Doreen Pulitzer said with a smile.Dorothy Hazlitt was sleeping restlessly, occasionally crying out in her sleep, so Judy Green was busy taking care of her and couldn't ask more. They hung up after a few brief exchanges.Doreen Pulitzer let out a sigh.For some reason, when she returned to the hotel, she asked the front desk to send a few bottles of wine to her room as she passed through the lobby.When she left the sanatorium, the doctor h

To say that Ferguson Kennedy was the one who would stab someone to death without hesitation, if he claimed to be second, no one would dare claim to be first.Edison Duncan leaned back on the sofa, his posture stiff, and it took him a while to regain his composure. After a moment, he let out a hiss and pretended not to care, saying, "Don't mention that married woman to me. I've got all kinds of women around me; why would I need to think about her?""I didn't say you were thinking about her. No need to overreact," Ferguson Kennedy said calmly.This conversation was going nowhere, so Edison Duncan stood up to leave.Ferguson Kennedy gave him a sidelong glance. "Spend more time caring for her. Who knows, maybe something could happen."Edison Duncan turned his head sharply, "Pfft! I have no interest in being a third wheel! Even when we were all single, I didn't fancy her. Now that she's married, there's no way I'd want her!"Ferguson Kennedy nodded, saying nothing, yet it felt like he

Five years ago, there was at least a line of dialogue that hinted at some ambiguity; today, there was only a cold and intense confrontation. In the unlit room, Doreen Pulitzer's back was pressed against the wall, with the man in front of her so close their noses almost touched. Any slight movement would have their lips meet. Both were like statues, neither moving an inch—even in such an intimate position.The five years between them were like a vast, silent sea of stones, not easily bridged. After what felt like an eternity, Doreen Pulitzer could no longer bear the silence. "Mr. Han, you—ah!"A heavy breath sounded by her ear, and Doreen Pulitzer's senses snapped back to life as Ferguson Kennedy lowered his head slightly, unleashing a fierce kiss. Their lips crushed together, teeth clashing, and a sharp pain spread from inside her mouth. She tilted her head back, eyes open in the darkness, feeling the overwhelming hatred in him. The strong metallic taste of blood filled the air, and