Obsessed With You のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Doreen Pulitzer didn't sleep well that night. The vivid, bloody scenes clung to her like phantoms, no matter how hard she tried to run, they wouldn't leave her behind. She woke up in a fright when the first light of dawn appeared. Later, she drifted back to sleep, only to be roused by the alarm.Her luggage had been packed the night before. After washing up and changing clothes, she went downstairs. Outside Linquan, she saw a young woman in a black coat, with a hint of black stockings peeking out from beneath. Her voice was as formal as it had been on the phone last night—beautiful, but cold, devoid of any warmth.She nodded at Doreen Pulitzer and opened the back door of the car. "Good morning, Miss Chen.""Hello," Doreen Pulitzer replied, getting into the back seat without further conversation.With more than half an hour until they reached the airport, she closed her eyes, hoping to catch a few more minutes of sleep. But suddenly, she thought of what Judy Green had said about Fer

Due to the traffic jam, it was already two hours later when they arrived at the design institute, an hour behind schedule. Fortunately, today was a free day, and the meeting with the team leader of the institute was scheduled for tomorrow.After showing the invitation to the security guard at the gate, Doreen Pulitzer entered smoothly.This place, located in the prime real estate area of East Third Ring Road, covered over 10,000 square meters, roughly equivalent to half the size of an ancient princely mansion. Coincidentally, this site was indeed the former location of a princely mansion from a certain dynasty. In the 1980s, it was purchased by a businessman surnamed Lu, who then renovated it into a design institute, preserving its original five-courtyard layout. The solid walls were replaced with latticed ones, and different plants were carefully selected and planted according to the four seasons, complemented by water features, so that each courtyard could convey the feel of a diff

The cocktail was highly potent, its strength masked by the sweetness but not entirely hidden. The glass was large, and Doreen Pulitzer had consumed at least 300 milliliters. It didn't take long for her to show a reaction.She didn't flush when drinking, appearing no different from usual on the surface, except that her eyes would slowly become misty, and she would stare unblinkingly at people.A silent seduction.Ferguson Kennedy slowly savored his pudding, spoonful by spoonful, waiting for the alcohol to take effect in her body. He asked, "Want more?"Doreen Pulitzer rested her cheeks in her hands, her red lips slightly parted, "Yes, more... wine." She deliberately paused in the middle, curling her lips into a smile directed at the man across from her.Ferguson Kennedy's fingers trembled slightly around the spoon, as he felt something brushing against his left knee under the table. Doreen Pulitzer's smile deepened, the mist in her eyes like a thin veil rising over the sea. Her toe

Bisheng, crowned with the halo of a genius designer, had led his team to win numerous international awards while still at University B. He graduated early in his third year and smoothly joined Haichang with his graduation project, leaving many seniors who had struggled for decades without an entry ticket to top-tier design institutes feeling ashamed. Now, at just 26 years old, he has risen to the ranks of Haichang's top designers. His design fee of 8,000 RMB per square meter is considered astronomical, yet many wealthy businessmen are still vying for his services. Industry veterans have predicted that he will change the architectural style of this century within the next ten years. A true genius, indeed.Qi Jiu's eyes sparkled, as if flames were about to shoot out. The atmosphere in the entire classroom was instantly ignited by Bisheng's arrival. Doreen Pulitzer's hand holding the pen trembled slightly. Scenes from years ago, when she and Bisheng stayed up all night in the lab drawing

Bisheng and Lushanshan, along with their group, went out for a meal. With them was the wavy-haired beauty, Hai Lan, who had caught the attention of several teachers earlier that day with her mobile phone projection-assisted presentation.The streets were bustling, and they didn't notice the few people standing at the entrance of a fast-food restaurant. Doreen Pulitzer stood in the shadow of the sign, watching as the group moved further away under the sunlight, a sense of powerlessness rising within her.Qi Jiu went to the nearby milk tea shop to place an order. Julia, standing beside her, suddenly said, "Miss Chen, it seems you are very concerned about Mr. Bi."Doreen Pulitzer replied, "That's my personal business."Julia sternly stated, "The boss doesn't like disloyal people."Doreen Pulitzer turned her head, fully understanding that Julia wasn't sent by Ferguson Kennedy to take care of her, but to monitor her. She calmly said, "I don't know what your definition of disloyalty is.