I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57 No Right to Control Me

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From a distance, beyond Casey’s first words, Easton could hear the rest of their conversation.

Ellis mentioned calling the police and the station, but he didn’t take it seriously.

What did catch his attention was how Ellis stood behind the teenager like she was seeking protection, most of her body shielded by him. She tilted her head slightly to peek out from behind, as if Easton were some kind of unforgivable villain she needed to stay far away from, while the teenager was her only protector. His brows furrowed deeply at the sight.

‘Come here!”

The man’s commanding tone was no different from a dog owner calling their pet.

Ellis shot him a sharp glare, annoyed. “Rotten cucumber! Freak! You broke into my house and took advantage of me–just wait, you’re getting arrested!”

Touching someone you love–any kind of physical contact–brings pleasure.

But touching someone you despise? The instinct is to recoil. Even the slightest accidental brush would bring disgust and revulsion. Right now, her stomach churned just thinking about it.

Looks can be deceiving, but sometimes they tell the truth. Casey gave Easton a once–over and concluded that he fit Ellis description–well–dressed but rotten inside.

Shifting his stance, Casey fully blocked Ellis from Easton’s view.

Lifting his gaze, he stared directly at Easton, his stance one of absolute protectiveness. “Who the hell are you? Picking a fight with my person–did you ask me first?”

That word. My person

It grated on Easton’s ears in a way nothing ever had before. His already dark expression grew icier, his whole body exuding a chilling aura. His lips pressed into a thin line as he repeated, word for word, “Your Person?*

Behind Casey, Ellis was watching closely, eager for him to hurry up and drive Easton away.

But the way Easton repeated those words.. Why did it sound so eerie?

“If she’s not my person, then is she yours?” Casey glanced back at Ellis. “You’ve got one minute to get the hell out of my house, or I’ll do exactly what she said–call the cops and let you enjoy a night in a cell”

“Go ahead.” Easton strode forward.

Casey had already anticipated his move. He was sure Easton would come for Ellis.

“Go upstairs. I’ll handle him.”

Signaling Ellis to get to safety, Casey readied himself to teach this bastard a lesson.

A pervert breaking into his place? No way in hell was he letting that slide,

But he miscalculated.

Easton moved fast–faster than expected–easily dodging him and heading straight for Ellis.

“Do you even know how to pick your battles? You’re in your twenties, but you act worse than a kid in kindergarten.”

Ellis wasn’t moving fast enough. Before she could escape upstairs, Easton caught up, cutting off her path and scolding her. She glared at him, furious. “You’re the one who acts worse than a kindergartener

It was a weak insult, completely ineffective,

2:45 PM 다.

relationship is, but let me remind you–I’m her husband. Calling the cops won’t do a damn thing”

It was like he had set a trap for himself

The firm, unyielding voice rang in her cars. Ellis gritted her teeth. “You there–what the hell do you think you’re doing?”