I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121 No Climbing Out

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From start to finish, that scumbag was an utter mystery. Disgusted by sharing the same air with him, Ellis headed to the balcony.

The butler was nearby, directing the workers, which only added to her irritation. Doing her best to block everyone out, she focused on thinking up escape plans while also taking in the pitch–black night view.

Ellis stood silently on the balcony, her back to him, causing Easton’s brows to furrow. The balcony was enclosed; there was no climbing out to freedom this time. The image of her previous escape attempts replayed in his mind, his heart feeling oddly squeezed and then left hanging.

Affected by the discomfort in his heart, he found himself walking over to her.

Standing behind Ellis, she showed no reaction. Under the night sky, her small, delicate face radiated unhappiness and

annoyance.

“What are you thinking about?”

His flat inquiry echoed around, and without needing to look back, Ellis knew it was that scumbag who asked.

Her expression unchanged, she pretended not to hear him. Communicating with this scumbag is impossible!

To put it bluntly, the scumbag didn’t understand plain English, so she wasn’t about to respond to him tonight.

Failed escape attempts were annoying enough! Having to deal with nonsensical conversations with that scumbag only added to her frustration! Ellis remained motionless, not even glancing his way, which Easton found increasingly irritating, especially her dismissive attitude.

If she didn’t want to deal with him, he’d make sure she had to.

“Annoyed about how to escape?”

As he spoke, his gaze shifted from Ellis’s face to her slender waist, unable to remember the last time he’d hugged her from behind

Their hugs were usually initiated by her running into his arms or during their most intimate moments, which he enjoyed, but she didn’t. Whenever he ignored her, she would try to please him by initiating those moments.

Right now, he wasn’t thinking about that; his heart was still in limbo, accompanied by a trace of fear.

He couldn’t pinpoint his fear–perhaps it was a profound respect for life! He couldn’t stand seeing life treated carelessly.

Amidst his tangled thoughts, he felt an urgent need to stabilize his heart.

Watching Ellis so close, he unconsciously spread his arms and wrapped them around her waist like vines.

The closeness of their bodies generated warmth, raising their body temperatures.

He drew comfort from the warmth of Ellis’s body, calming his heart for a moment.

Suddenly feeling something press against her back, Ellis was startled.

The next moment, seeing the large hands on her waist, she bristled, exclaiming. “You psycho, why are you hugging me?”

She was not his human toy to just grab and hug!

“Stop moving. I’ll just hold you for a bit, then let go.” The shadow of fear was persistent, neither suppressed nor easily

It was a tangible, warm comfort that allowed him to find peace amidst his fears.

Now free to turn around and use her hands, the first thing she did was furiously punch him in the chest, wishing her hands were knives to stab him precisely.

“Ouch.” Easton covered his slightly pained chest, his eyebrows forming a deep furrow. “Ellis, are you trying to kill me? I’m your husband!