Once His Toy, Now His Obsession Chapter 03

Once His Toy, Now His Obsession Chapter 03

It felt quite painful. I knew that the wound must have reopened. 

I sneered inwardly. After everything, it was finally my turn to perform. 

“Stop looking!” Bill shouted, his voice thick with pained fury. 

However, I ignored Bill and kept searching frantically. 

All around me, gasps and cries of alarm erupted from the crowd. 

“She’s bleeding?” a person gasped. 

“Damn, she’s seriously hurt but still jumped in for Bill. That’s some real love right there!” someone remarked. 

“Melissa has gone too far this time,” someone muttered. 

I eventually found the watch. 

However, Bill was so frantic with worry that he plunged into the water. 

Bill scooped me into his arms, his face etched with anguish and guilt. “Are you out of your mind? How can you jump in while you’re hurt? Couldn’t you just tell me?” 

As he spoke, he cradled me and carried me out of the pool. 

I slumped weakly against Bill, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’ll do anything you ask, Bill. I found your watch. I didn’t mean to be late. There was a car accident on the way, so I had to go to the hospital first. Then, I took a cab straight here.” 

Bill’s face was full of regret and gratitude. This was exactly the reaction I’d been counting on. 

Melissa’s face twisted in fury. 

But Bill didn’t even glance her way. He was completely indifferent to her. 

“Don’t be so reckless next time, silly! You have to tell me when you’re hurt,” Bill said, his voice trembling slightly. 

I didn’t say a word. I just looked at him with tender eyes overflowing with trust and dependence. 

“Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital,” Bill said in a low, tender voice. 

I nodded weakly and let him carry me out of the chaotic pool party. 

Over my shoulder, I flashed a triumphant smirk at Melissa, who was rooted to the spot. 

I claimed victory during my first round against Melissa. 

However, I knew full well that she wasn’t someone to be underestimated since she had stayed with Bill for a decade and made him unable to forget about her. 

Instead of fearing her, I actually found myself looking forward to her next move. 

I was itching for her counterattacks, her schemes, and her traps. 

It was because only then could I turn her tricks against her and win Bill’s undivided affection. 

When news broke two weeks later that Melissa had suddenly gone missing, I wasn’t surprised at all. 

After all, I knew that round two was just getting started. 

Bill was beside himself with worry, pulling every string and calling in every favor to track down Melissa. 

Three days later, Bill finally found Melissa, who was severely injured and unconscious, in a dilapidated warehouse. 

Melissa was a mess. Her body was caked in dust and blood, her clothes were torn to shreds, and her long hair was wildly disheveled. 

Bill’s heart ached beyond words. 

By then, I had a good grasp of Melissa’s methods. 

She was ruthless, however, I was even more so. 

Just as I’d expected, Bill pulled out all the stops to investigate–only for every shred of evidence to point straight at me. 

He said, “Shirley, you’ve got some nerve! How dare you lay a finger on Melissa? Have I spoiled you? Have you completely lost your mind? 

Bill tightened his grip on my throat, his eyes icy with menace. “If I hadn’t found her in time, what were you planning to do to her? Kill her? Did you really think you could take her place? Dream on! Who the hell do you think you are? You will never be able to take her place.” 

I tried to protest, but with Bill’s hand clamped around my throat, I couldn’t utter a single sound. 

Blinded by rage, Bill had no interest in hearing my side. He’d already passed judgment on me. 

As punishment, he forced me to kneel outside Melissa’s hospital room. 

He coldly declared, “You’re not allowed to get up until Melissa wakes up.” 

I stayed on the ground in silence while tears were streaming down my face. Anyone who saw this. sight would pity me. 

Melissa eventually woke up. 

However, her mind seemed to have snapped. 

The moment Melissa spotted me outside her hospital room, she completely lost control. She erupted into hysterical screams and sobs. 

Her piercing wails echoed through the sterile hospital room. 

Still sobbing, she grabbed whatever she could and hurled it at me with a terrifying frenzy. 

Melissa threatened to end her own life unless Bill punished me and made me pay dearly for what I had done. 

Seeing Melissa like this, Bill’s heart ached for her. 

The more he pitied Melissa, the more he loathed me. 

Bill handed me over to a gang of thugs, giving them free rein to do whatever they wanted to me. 

He ordered coldly, “Do to her everything she did to 

Melissa.” 

Melissa didn’t hold back at all. Besides being actually sexually assaulted, she tore out five of her fingernails, broke two ribs, and even shattered one of her legs. 

But no matter how gruesome it looked, she measured every wound precisely.