All Chapters of His Deadly Obsession: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Rafael," Peter spoke, his voice tinged with a mixture of hope and apprehension.Rafael turned to face him, a question lingering on his lips."I know, I will find her here, right?" he inquired, his tone edged with uncertainty.Peter nodded solemnly, his expression mirroring Rafael's uncertainty."Yes, Rafael. If anyone can help you remember, it's Hazel," he affirmed, his voice tinged with a note of reassurance.Rafael's brows furrowed as he grappled with his doubts."But what if I can't remember anything after seeing her?" he voiced his fear, his words tinged with a sense of vulnerability.Peter placed a comforting hand on Rafael's shoulder, offering him reassurance."As you remember us, then you will remember her as well," he said, his tone gentle yet firm.Adam chimed in, his voice filled with optimism."And once you see her, everything will fall into place. Trust me, Sir," he added, a note of conviction in his voice.Rafael nodded, a glimmer of hope flickering in his eyes as he abs

Francisco's grip on Emily's arm tightened as he spoke with a steely resolve, “Go somewhere. I will talk to you later.”But Emily, fueled by alcohol and her own determination, refused to back down. “No… I want to talk now,” she insisted, her voice slurred.Despite her persistence, Francisco maintained his calm demeanor, his gaze piercing as he silently conveyed his message. Emily, noticing the intensity of his stare, felt her voice falter.“Please,” she pleaded, her tone subdued.Rafael, observing the interaction, felt a surge of disapproval at Francisco's treatment of Emily. He exchanged knowing glances with his colleagues, a silent understanding passing between them. Clearing his throat, Rafael addressed Francisco, his voice tinged with reproach, “Mr. Francisco, it’s not acceptable to treat a woman in this manner.”Francisco's response was unwavering, his tone cold and unyielding.“Mr. Rafael, I do not tolerate ill manners, and I do not entertain garbage in my mansion.”With that, Fr

Rafael's gaze bore into Peter's, a silent exchange passing between them before Rafael finally broke the tension with a question that caught Peter off guard, "Where is Robert?"Peter's curiosity piqued by Rafael's sudden inquiry, he couldn't help but respond with a question of his own, "Why are you asking about him suddenly?"Rafael's measured nod was met with a lingering gaze, a silent conversation playing out between them. Then, finally, Rafael spoke again, his words carrying a weight of significance, "Did he leave to save her parents?"The question hung in the air, a moment of profound realization sweeping through the group. It was as if the pieces of a complex puzzle were finally clicking into place, revealing a clearer picture of the events that had transpired.Stunned into silence, the others exchanged glances, understanding dawning upon them. They realized that the truth they had been seeking had been lurking beneath the surface all along.Meanwhile, on the other side of the sto

Max could sense the danger looming on the horizon, but Francisco was blind to it, lost in the depths of his infatuation. He was willing to risk it all for a chance at love, even if it meant gambling on his own life and fate.Francisco remained silent, his thoughts consumed by the intoxicating allure of Hazel. He knew the risks, understood the consequences, but he was willing to defy fate itself for a chance at happiness.For the first time in his life, Francisco was in love, and he wanted Hazel with an intensity that bordered on obsession. He was willing to stake everything on her, even if it meant risking his own destruction.In the game of love, Francisco knew that he was playing with fire. But he was willing to embrace the flames, to dance with danger, if it meant holding Hazel in his arms for even a moment longer.The elevator doors slid open, revealing Francisco's figure as he stepped out into the corridor, his mind consumed by thoughts of Hazel. Max followed closely behind, his

Emily watched with a mixture of disdain and apprehension as Hazel and Lily entered the café, their bodyguards stationed outside. Her lips curled into a mocking smirk at the sight of their ostentatious arrangements.As Hazel settled into the seat across from her, Emily's expression remained cool and calculated."I had never been treated like that. He had never treated me in this way," she remarked, her tone dripping with bitterness and resentment.Hazel, undeterred by Emily's sarcasm, calmly removed her sunglasses, revealing eyes that held a steely resolve."Ms. Emily, then I will tell you were lucky," she retorted, her voice tinged with a hint of superiority.Emily's smirk faltered momentarily, replaced by a look of defiance."Lucky?" she scoffed, her tone laced with skepticism.Hazel leaned forward, her gaze unwavering."Because I am the one who was dying for his attention," Emily declared, her words cutting through the tension like a knife.Hazel's disbelief turned into a mixture of