Obsessed With You のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Tonight was not Doreen Pulitzer's shift, and she was wearing her own clothes, so her visit to Building 13 could only be for personal reasons. Atwood Keynes had no idea why Doreen Pulitzer would go to the 26th floor of Building 13. But from the tone of the lobby manager, it seemed that Doreen Pulitzer was indeed looking for him. However, Atwood Keynes did not directly answer Ferguson Kennedy. As a close friend, he disliked Ferguson Kennedy's aggressive attitude at the moment. He adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses and said calmly, "Let's talk outside; this is a patient's room.""Ha, you're quite dedicated, always thinking about her," Ferguson Kennedy said, lifting his eyelids slightly.The emotions that Atwood Keynes had been suppressing finally erupted, and he said in a low, angry voice, "Because I am a doctor, and I have an obligation to take care of my patients."He took a step forward, his gaze as cold as ice. "And what about you? What gives you the right to stand here and interro

This night was destined to be restless. Doreen Pulitzer would wake up almost every half hour.Each time, she would whisper a word in fear."Blood."Ferguson Kennedy held her all the while, smiling gently, "It's all fake. Go back to sleep, don't overthink it."His right hand kept a gentle, steady rhythm, patting the blanket, like an unspoken lullaby.As dawn approached, Doreen Pulitzer finally calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.Ferguson Kennedy buried his face in her hair, taking a deep breath, and then closed his eyes.Just after 8:30 in the morning, the serene room was suddenly filled with the sound of a phone ringing.Ferguson Kennedy frowned, reaching for the bedside table. He found the phone, but there was no incoming call displayed.Puzzled, he heard the woman in his arms speaking."…I'm sorry, President, I need to take a day off today due to some personal matters.""Yes, I understand. It won't happen again. I apologize…"Doreen Pulitzer held the phone, her tone h

Ferguson Kennedy curled his lips, "You're both self-righteous and utterly foolish, you possess both traits."Vivien Wat felt as if she was being whipped while naked; every inch of her skin ached. She slowly approached him, telling herself to ignore what he said. This was all temporary; one day, this man would surely fall in love with her.She put on her most perfect smile, "That's because you don't know me yet. After spending more time together, you'll see how good I am."Ferguson Kennedy sneered and turned to walk out the door. His strides were large, completely disregarding whether Vivien Wat, in her twelve-centimeter high heels, could keep up.Vivien Wat ran after him, and by the time she reached the door, Ferguson Kennedy had already started the engine. She quickly opened the passenger door, jumped in, and before she could even fasten her seatbelt, the black Maybach shot out like an arrow.Ferguson Kennedy drove very fast, partly to scare Vivien Wat and partly because he natur

Vivien Wat stumbled out, but the figure had long since vanished.Brady Rutherford asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Miss Xie?""Who was that woman just now?"Hilary Zacharias hesitated for a moment before whispering, "You mean Sister Muxi?""What's her name?" Vivien Wat suddenly turned around, her gaze sharp and piercing as she stared at Hilary Zacharias.Brady Rutherford interjected, "Doreen Pulitzer. She's also an employee of Linquan. Do you need to find her for something?""Do you have a photo of her?"As Vivien Wat spoke, her eyes were already scanning the wall of honor by the entrance. On the second row, under the title "Monthly Service Star," was a photo of a woman, with the name "Doreen Pulitzer" written beneath it.Vivien Wat slowly approached. It was a half-body shot, showing the woman in a white blouse, her hair tied into a low bun, with light makeup and a faint smile—a standard ID photo. In reality, even the most beautiful women often lose some of their charm in suc

"Are you informing me, or asking for permission? What if I say no?"Ferguson Kennedy's tone was casual, but even through the phone, Doreen Pulitzer felt the pressure."You're not someone who acts unreasonably," she said.Ferguson Kennedy laughed, "Giving me a compliment? Then I'll be unreasonable just this once.""..."Doreen Pulitzer didn't respond and considered hanging up. She had already bought a ticket to City B for the next morning, and she didn't believe Ferguson Kennedy could really stop her from leaving.As if he could hear her thoughts, Ferguson Kennedy's voice became even softer. "It's not hard to intercept someone at the airport."Finally annoyed, Doreen Pulitzer called out his name, "Ferguson Kennedy."Her voice, though cold and tense, sounded like an unintentional invitation to Ferguson Kennedy. It reminded him of how she would call him when she was exhausted from their intimate moments in bed.The background music on the line grew fainter, and the sound of wind