I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233 Under Surveillance

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Ellis frowned and couldn’t help but touch her face. Did Morty know her injury was related to Victoria? Even though Morty. had asked about how many slaps Victoria had given her, he seemed well informed.

She shot back. “What, you have a third eye or something? Know everything?”

Morty, somewhat annoyed, said. “Twish I hadn’t asked you the whole day to prevent any injuries.”

Ellis was baffled by Morty’s comments.

to hire a bodyguard; I should’ve just assigned mine to shadow you

Since when did he start worrying about my safety? Are we that close!

As the police continued their questioning, noting down everything Ellis said, one asked, “Did you have any personal disputes with them?”

At this, Ellis shifted her gaze away from Morty and resumed her statement.

“Morty remained quiet afterwards, not disrupting the process.

Once the statement was finished, another officer came in and announced, “We’ve apprehended those two from Serenity

Estate

It wasn’t just the culprits; the property management had come along too, apologizing profusely to Ellis.

With criminals breaking into the community intending to harm residents, the property management had to accept some blame, as security was part of their job. Ellis understood why they were apologizing; it was just a bid to gain her forgiveness and dodge responsibility.

She ignored the property management, identified the culprits, and then left the police station.

Looking out into the expanse before her, Ellis massaged her forehead, plagued by a headache.

Is there such a thing as a completely safe place? Can I even go home?

Seeing her distress, Morty asked, “How about not going home just yet? I’ll take you somewhere.”

Where to?”

“Get in the car

In her vulnerable and hurt state, the presence of someone else might bring a sense of security, subconsciously trusting that they wouldn’t harm her. Right now, Ellis found herself unguarded and got into his car.

Soon after, Morty pulled over to the curb, saying he needed to pick something up. Waiting was dull, and Ellis’s eyes roamed, taking in her surroundings to pass the time.

Noticing Morty returning from a pharmacy, she blinked curiously.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Morty got back into the car, he handed her something. “Here, use this ice pack on your face; it’ll help you heal faster.”

For a moment, she was as if spellbound. Had he specifically bought an ice pack?

The coolness of the ice pack in her palm, Ellis looked down at it, puzzled, and asked, “There were things you didn’t tell me at the police station; can you tell me now? And all your strange actions, what’s your angle?”

“Since I advised you to be more careful lately, I’ve had someone secretly protecting you, keeping tabs on your movements.

She thought hard, then finally asked, “Why protect me? What do you gain from it!”

That made sense to Ellis.

But the Morty of the moment was like a mystery box, intensely compelling her to figure out what was really inside him.