All Chapters of THE POSSESSIVE CEO: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I paid the cab driver and quickly went up to Zachary's place. I almost ran to his unit when the elevator opened but stopped to see black garbage bags outside the door. What is happening? I went to the garbage bag and checked what was inside, and I covered my mouth with my palm, and tears streamed down my face. I slumped on the floor in front of the door, sobbing. He is back, and he throws all my clothes.After a minute of sitting and sobbing, I stood up and keyed in the code, but my heart sank when the door didn't open. Did Zachary change the code? More tears streamed down my face, and I banged my fist on the door."Zach, Zachary !!! Please open the door. Please let me explain. Please, Zach." I sobbed. I was relieved when someone opened the door, but I wondered when I saw the unfamiliar man in front of me. I quickly turn my back to him and hurriedly dry my tears."Excuse me, Miss. What can I do for you?" I looked back at him and tried to calm myself."Where're the occupants of this pla

ALEXIt was almost nine months, but until now, Zachary didn't wake up. His vitals are all stable after six months in the hospital, but three months have passed. Until now, there's no reaction from him if he will wake soon.His parents brought him abroad after his vitals were stable and hired a specialist for his recovery, but the Doctor is slowly losing hope because it seems like he is the one who doesn't want to wake up.I don't know what will happen once he wakes up. I'm sure he will only try to kill himself again if he hears the news about Athena.We were all devastated when we found out the days after Zachary shot himself to hear the news that Athena died. Tyron cried every day for the whole week.She was riding a taxi and got into an accident. The cab caught on fire, and the people inside could not be recognized anymore. The only thing that told us that it was Athena was the engagement ring that Zachary gave her was seen it the ring finger of the passenger.Charrie Blames herself

The following morning when I woke up, my cheeks were swollen, and my body hurt. The bruises on my body haven't healed yet, and I couldn't see Nathan until the bruises were gone. I missed my son. He is the only one who gives me the strength to keep living. Especially now that I found out that Zachary is already dead, I'm still hoping that we could see each other again once I get away from Dylan, and he will forgive me when he knows about Nathan, but all that hope vanished last night.I strengthened on my bed when the lock clicked open, and Alena stepped inside. She looked at me sadly when she saw the bruises on my face. I hate this woman. She saw what Dylan was doing to us, but she didn't do anything to help us but just looked the other way. She placed a tray of food on my bedside table and then left. After a few minutes, she came back with an ice pack. She placed it beside the tray of food and went out of the door again. My tears rolled down my face; I moved to the edge of the bed an

NATHANI cried every night since I found out that Papa Dylan was not my birth father; instead, he was our kidnapper. He is good to me, but now that I knew he was our captor, I noticed it was all forced. He was pretending, but deep inside, I'm sure he wanted to hurt me as well as he did to Mama.For five consecutive nights, I secretly stayed outside my mother's room every time he went inside and those five straight nights. I heard Mama cry in pain three nights, and the two other nights, he was cussing at Mama and me. He's hurting her, and I hate him so much. If I am only big, I already burst inside the door and beat him like he beat Mama, I'm small, and I couldn't do anything to help my mother. He is a devil, and I pray that god will send him to hell soon as punishment for all his sins. That's where the devil, like him, should stay so that he couldn't hurt others. I thought hard every day about how we could escape from here, and my head hurt thinking, but I couldn't find any solution,

Zachary I looked at the child in front of me with eyes wide open. My mind is trying to digest all the information he said just now, and the thing that registered in my mind is that Athena Park is his mother, the woman in my diary, who is my fiance, and this child is my son. My son echoed that word in my mind. I have a son. How? When? Why? And no one in my family mentions them. Many questions are stumbling in my mind, and I'll get all the answers from my parents as soon as they come."Jason, what is this? What is this child talking about? He is my son. How did it happen? Why didn't I know about it? Most of all, no one mentions them to me. Are all of you hiding something from me all this time?" I asked softly. I didn't want to scare the child in front of me who was staring at me with eyes brimming with tears, regardless of my anger boiling inside me. How could they hide this vital information from me? I have a child? Is he telling the truth? But looking at him and how young he is, I'm s