All Chapters of His Possession : Chapter 51 - Chapter 52

52 Chapters

CHAPTER 51

Rodrigo Pov I sat there for almost an hour, waiting for Hillary to walk through that door, but she didn't. I got impatient and went out to look for her. I looked around in the garden and couldn't find her. She wasn't in the kitchen either. Wait, where's Greta?“Fuck!” I cursed under my breath while sprinting upstairs to wear a shirt. I hurriedly to the garage and got into my car. I searched for the location of Greta's car and skidded off. My eyes burned with anger as I drove. “Why the fuck is she always disobeying me? Fuck!” I parked my car and started to look for them. Fuck, how would I find them quickly in this huge fucking building? I hope Greta is with her phone. I called Greta's number and she answered quickly. “Greta….” “Sir, Hillary is talking to a man here.”I felt like I was about to lose my mind.“Where are you?” “We're at a café, opposite the supermarket. I ended the call and stormed to the café. She was sitting there calmly while smiling and giggling. What the fuck

CHAPTER 52

His Possession /Rose

Hillary povThe room was silent. All that could be heard was my heavy breathing. I have no idea where I got this boldness to slap Rodrigo. I was surprised by my actions. I stared at him, waiting for him to make a move, but he just stood there quietly. He opened the door and attempted to leave. “Where are you going?” He heaved a sigh.“I don't know what I'll do to you if I stay here for more than a minute.” He said, his voice stoic. He walked out of the door, slamming it hard. I sat on the bed, clutching the bed covers. I was so angry, how dare he, his possession? Do I look like a thing to him? I scoffed in disbelief. I wish I had escaped with Kay instead of marrying him, if only he wasn't shot that day. I'm so happy he's alive. He was able to escape Yoshim. I hope I meet him again. I slumped on the bed and soon drifted to sleep. I felt light taps on my shoulder, my eyes fluttered open, and I blinked a few times to clear my foggy eyesight. “Greta, what is it?” “You haven't eate

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