Once His Toy, Now His Obsession Chapter 06

Once His Toy, Now His Obsession Chapter 06

Bill kidnapped me to a small island abroad. He comforted me and apologized to me every day. Looking at him, I felt nothing but disgust. 

I said, “Bill, you don’t need to do this. I will never forgive you, nor will I ever love you again.” 

Bill forced a bitter smile, then grabbed a knife and cut deep into his arm. 

Every time I told Bill I didn’t love him, he’d slash himself again. His blood soaked through his clothes, blurring my vision with crimson. 

Bill said coldly, “Fine, Shirley. We can keep this up. You can choose to start over with me, or just stand there and watch me bleed out. The choice is yours.” 

I deliberately feigned being moved. My eyes were glistening with tears, however, I refused to yield. This carefully crafted act was precisely the encouragement Bill needed. 

Bill was ecstatic and convinced that his relentless efforts and persistence had finally paid off. He pulled me into a tight embrace again, his voice trembling with joy as he whispered, “Shirley, you’re finally willing to forgive me!” 

I remained silent, simply burying my face in his chest and pretending to weep. 

He thought I was heartbroken by his self–harm. But in truth, every time Bill carved into his own flesh, I’d shiver with perverse delight. 

I loved watching Bill get hurt, seeing him bleed, and watching him torture himself. The more brutal, the better. 

Convinced he’d found the key to my heart, Bill 

began resorting to this self–harm tactic with increasing frequency. Whenever I gave him the cold shoulder, he’d immediately grab a knife to hurt himself. It was a desperate attempt to gain my attention and pity. 

Just like that, Bill and I spent a whole month living out our so–called “sweet” charade on this isolated island. 

Every day, Bill was caught on a relentless emotional rollercoaster. 

The more I played hot–and–cold with him, the more desperately insecure and obsessed he became. Gradually, he became utterly love–obsessed. He was compulsively repeating his love for me countless times every day. 

In the past, I was the one desperately chasing after him. But now, all he craved was to spend every second with me, like a pet. 

The unexpected still happened. 

Melissa suddenly appeared on the island like a phantom. 

Not only did Melissa show up, but she also brought a bombshell that would shatter all of Bill’s illusions. 

She said, “Bill, Shirley has been deceiving you all along. Her brother, Jake Rhodes, is the one who donated the very heart beating inside me. She never loved you. She only got close to you for revenge!” 

Bill looked as if he’d just been struck by lightning. He was completely paralyzed, unable to react. 

I pretended to look confused and said, “Yeah, Jake is my brother, but why would I need to take revenge on anyone? Wasn’t it a car accident that took his life? And how did his heart get transplanted into you? 

Why was I kept completely in the dark about all this?” 

I deliberately paused for effect, then feigned a sudden realization. 

I glared at Bill, my eyes blazing with fury, then delivered a stinging slap across his face. 

I said, “So, you caused my brother’s death, didn’t you? You killed him to save Melissa.” 

My reaction threw Bill into a panic. He stammered, ” No, that’s not it. I swear I had no idea he was your brother!” 

I screamed, “You bastard. To think I actually fell in love with you. How am I ever going to face my brother in heaven? I swear I’ll kill you!” 

Wild with rage, I lashed out at Bill, kicking and punching him in a frenzy. Like a guilty child, he dared not even dodge, let alone fight back. He simply endured my fury in silence. 

None of this was going the way Melissa had planned. 

Melissa lunged at me like a mad woman. She grabbed my arm and shrieked, “Bill, don’t believe her. She’s lying. She only got close to you for revenge!” 

However, by now, Bill was utterly convinced by me. He slapped Melissa so hard she fell to the ground.” Get the hell out!” he roared. 

Just then, Larry showed up with his men. 

Larry forcibly carried away my limp and unconscious body. 

From that moment on, I refused to see Bill ever 

again. 

Bill searched for me like a madman every day, completely abandoning his career and family. 

Larry seized the opportunity to aggressively take over Bill’s business empire. With great fanfare, he officially reclaimed his birthright, changing his name to Larry Norris. 

Bill’s once–unshakable position as the heir apparent began to crumble. 

The first thing Larry did after officially reclaiming his birthright was to hold a proper wedding with me. 

Truth be told, everyone in our circle knew my first wedding to Larry was entirely orchestrated by Bill. 

That wedding had been a shabby and rushed affair. 

This time, Larry vowed to give me the grandest wedding of the century. 

On the eve of the wedding, I finally answered Bill’s call. 

Bill’s voice cracked with desperation. “Shirley, your finally picked up! Please, don’t marry Larry. I swear I never meant to harm your brother. Back then, I didn‘ t even know you.” 

I cut him off. “Nothing you say will ever bring my brother back.” 

Bill pleaded, “Then what will it take for you to come back to me? I’ll do anything. Just say the word!” 

“Then give me back my brother’s heart!” 

Bill fell silent. 

I gave him my final ultimatum. “Tomorrow is my wedding day, and your last chance. The only price I demand is my brother’s heart. Bring it to me, and I’ll marry you!” 

Bill said nothing and simply hung up in silence.