I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Locked Down and Fired Up

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Had he forgotten who I am? Ellis wasn’t his docile fiancée anymore, nor the love–struck girl who used to come and go at his beck and call.

Easton, unfazed by waking her, retorted, “The whole house is mine, I can sleep wherever I want”

Ellis was so furious she was momentarily speechless. Looking around for something to throw at him, her eyes finally settled on the pillow she had been using. Without hesitation, she grabbed it and slammed it into the scumbag’s face.

“Have you no shame? Get out!”

She recalled the terror of being startled awake by the scumbag breaking into her house late at night before That time, he had even tried to force himself to sleep with her, thankfully without success,

Now, feeling the same tingling fear, she wondered if the scumbag was driven by the same vile desires as before, seeing her as nothing more than an object to satisfy his urges.

The pillow, made of soft cotton, didn’t hurt him at all. Easton nonchalantly picked up the pillow that had hit him and placed it back, slowly turning to face the furious woman before him.

“Why all this tension and agitation? Are you afraid I’ll devour you?”

Listening to the scumbag’s flippant tone, Ellis felt her whole body seethe with rage.

“You’re in my bed, and you have the nerve to ask why I’m upset?” She jumped out of bed to tower over the still reclining scumbag, “Would you believe I could stab you right now for being so shameless?”

Easton closed his eyes and murmured dismissively. “Sleep.”

Telling Ellis to sleep was actually ironic since he wasn’t sleepy himself. He was troubled, tossing and turning. thinking about her words in the hospital about not deserving to bear his children.

It was a strange, novel feeling for him, one that poorly managed his emotions.

He had considered the possibility of her being pregnant, assuming they would keep the baby, but hadn’t thought about what to do if she didn’t want it, almost certain she’d terminate the pregnancy if she found out. With his emotions unsettled, sleep was elusive.

Watching Ellis sleep so peacefully reminded him of countless nights past where she would snuggle into his embrace, loving their shared posture as they drifted off.

Perhaps driven by insomnia, he had impulsively joined her in bed, wanting to share her sleep.

“Get up!” Ellis was livid.

Seeing the scumbag lying there unfazed, not heeding her demand, she couldn’t help but try to pull away the blanket covering him.

“You filthy thing, must you disgust me?”

After tugging for a while with no success, she wished she could flatten his face with a slipper. Let him be disfigured!

Ellis’s eyes widened in disbelief.

To speak another word to the scumbag would be infuriating! She threw on a jacket and dashed toward the door. If I couldn’t escape the house, could I at least escape the room with the scumbag?