Spoiling the Obsessed

Chapter 45: You're Mine, Even in Death!

A large pool of fresh blood had gathered at Damien Thorn's feet, yet the force in his hands seemed undiminished.

The bodyguards fell one by one again, and when Henry Thorn finally picked up a steel rod, intending to confront Olivia directly, he realised that Damien had taken care of his last bodyguard.

The man's upper body was completely stained with blood, dripping like crimson raindrops.

He placed one foot on a bodyguard's body, lifted his foot, and swiftly lunged towards Henry.

At that moment, Henry was terrified out of his wits.

He couldn't articulate the horror in his heart, but his feet were already moving rapidly.

With hardly any injuries, he was running with a speed beyond his usual limit, fleeing for his life. In the blink of an eye, he had scaled the rubble and disappeared into the factory.

Olivia still held the steel rod in her hand, unable to catch up with Henry. She didn't drop her makeshift weapon, but her arms were trembling incessantly from the physical exertion.

Damien took one step at a time towards her.

His gaze had never left her since entering the factory until now.

The surroundings were silent, his breathing heavy. Despite having taken an injection to temporarily enhance his physical abilities, he could barely move his feet at this moment.

His ears kept ringing with the words he had heard Olivia say at the entrance.

She said she only loved Evan Nolan.

She said her feelings towards him were merely feigned out of necessity.

She said she didn't like him.

Damien couldn't feel the pain in his body, but the ache in his heart was gradually devouring every inch of his nerves.

Just a step away from Olivia, he noticed her trembling figure, and the gnawing pain finally overwhelmed him.

His body wavered, and he collapsed towards the ground.

The next second, Olivia reacted abruptly, threw away the steel rod, and reached out to hold Damien.

However, her arms had gone limp, and she couldn't hold him up, their bodies falling together.

Right before hitting the ground, the man swiftly caught her, flipping their bodies over.

Thus, Damien's back hit the floor, and Olivia landed on his chest.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, Olivia's body enveloped in sticky blood.

Her long-suppressed tears finally streamed down as she hurriedly tried to get up from Damien's broken body.

Yet the man still held her tightly with his arms, his eyes filled with manic, frenzied obsession:

"Liv, you're mine."

He uttered each word to her.

Even if she didn't like him, she was still his.

As long as he lived for a day, a moment, she belonged to him, and no one was allowed to take her from him!

Olivia's tears gushed out: "Yes, I'm yours, let me go so I can check your wounds, you've lost so much blood..."

However, the man could no longer comprehend any words, repeating frenziedly:

"Liv, you're mine! Try run away again?"