Dangerous Obsession

Chapter 1 In the private room, the woman gazed at the man before her with deep affection. "When will you divorce her?" Ava stood outside the private room with cold hands and feet. Like the woman inside, she stared at the man's handsome, sharp face, as her complexion gradually turned pale. That was her husband, William. He was working as a server in this club. Today, she got off work early to go home with him but didn't expect to stumble upon this scene. The man who usually wore a server's uniform was now in a tailored suit, his short hair meticulously styled. His expression was noble and cold, with an air of elegance and aloofness she had never seen before. His thin lips parted, his voice low and pleasant. "I'll bring it up to her soon." Ava was in a daze, thinking she must have mistaken someone else for him. How could that noble and cold man be William? Who was that woman? How could William be divorcing her? She shut her eyes abruptly and turned to leave. She didn't dare to come inside to ask him what was going on! She exited the club, and it started raining outside. She quickly got soaked. She took out her phone and, on an impulse, dialed his number. She walked to the window of the private room and looked inside through the hazy rain. She saw him pick up his phone, his stern brows furrowing, and he hung up the call expressionlessly before starting to type. Soon, she received a message from William, "Ava, Why did you call me? I am working". Ava looked at the message, her heart aching as if pierced by a knife! Why did he lie to her? He must have recovered his memory. When did he recover? When did he meet that woman? When did he decide to divorce her? With countless questions in her heart, she wanted to rush in and confront him, but she was afraid of seeing his cold expression. She couldn't bear it. One and half year ago, she took in William, who had an amnesia. He could only remember his name and had forgotten everything else. She took care of him, help him, taught him everything from the beginning, and then fall in love with him. Later, they got married. After spending one and half year with him, she had truly grown accustomed to his presence and his warm smiles. So, she believed all this must be a lie, and he wouldn't divorce her. Returning home in the rain, Ava took a hot shower, prepared William's favorite dishes, and sat quietly at the dining table waiting. At ten o'clock in the evening, the door opened. He walked in, bringing in a chill. Ava saw that he had changed back into his server uniform. Her heart inexplicably ached. For a moment, she couldn't tell if what she saw during the day was an illusion. "Ava, what's wrong?" William walked over, seeing her pale face and asked. His handsome face was filled with concern, and his eyes showed worry. However, in Ava's mind, all she could see was his cold, indifferent look as he typed on his phone, then turned to chat with another woman. It was a bit ironic. "William, I can smell another woman's perfume on you," Ava said, avoiding his touch. William's expression froze, and he said. "I was assigned to help in a private room today. Maybe I got some of the client's perfume on me. I'll go shower now." He got up and went to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the room. The way he explained didn't seem like a lie at all. Ava stood up and walked into the bathroom, hugging him despite getting wet. She tightly closed her eyes. "William, I went to find you today." The man's movements stiffened. After a long silent moment, he said. "You knew everything". His deep, magnetic voice came from right above her, so clear that it struck her heart, leaving her breathless with pain. In fact, he wanted to divorce her. "All of it was true. Why? Why did he want a divorce?". Ava wanted to ask, but she held back. Why should he get to divorce her just because he wanted to? Over the past one and half year, she had done nothing to wrong him. Even if he wanted a divorce, he owed her an explanation! Ava's heart felt cold, but she craved the warmth of his body, hugging him even tighter. "Yes, I heard you talking to someone, but I didn't catch what you said." She kissed his back. "Will". It was what she called him only in their most intimate moments. Whenever he heard it, he would respond with even more passion. But tonight, William pushed her away. "I'm tired." Ava's face went pale as she looked at his straight back, suddenly feeling a surge of anger. "But I want to, William. You're my husband; you should fulfill your duties as a husband!" Why was he tired? Had he already been with that other woman? She had to find out! William seemed surprised by her sudden assertiveness. Her soft hands started to roam over him, and soon his breathing grew heavier. His body was honest; he had never been able to resist her touch. A dark glint flashed in his eyes as he turned and grabbed her chin, kissing her deeply. Ava instinctively closed her eyes, her lashes trembling. Aside from the initial scent of perfume on his clothes, there was no other scent on his body. Her tense body relaxed, and the temperature in the bathroom quickly rose. His hot body enveloped hers, and as he kissed her shoulder, his voice was a bit husky. "Ava, we..." "I'm tired. I'm going to sleep now!" Ava interrupted him, going to their bedroom and turning off the light. What was he going to say? Divorce? She wouldn't agree! She had invested one and half year and had fallen in love with him. Why should he get to divorce her just because he could talk now? He couldn't be that heartless! In the darkness, William looked at Ava's blurry profile. He sighed quietly as he held her and fell into a deep sleep. The next day. When Ava woke up, William had already gone out. Panic immediately set in, and she hurriedly got out of bed to search for him. Their home was a small two-bedroom apartment she had worked hard for years to buy. After marrying him, it had become a warm and cozy place. She had imagined a bright future together. He was so talented, learning everything quickly. She had once said he would make a lot of money and buy them a bigger house. He had earnestly nodded and agreed back then. He hadn't gotten her the bigger house yet; he couldn't leave! Frantically searching the apartment, Ava's face grew paler. Just then, the door opened, and William walked in carrying breakfast. Seeing him, Ava immediately rushed over and hugged him tightly, as if afraid he would run away. Startled, William asked, "What's wrong?" Ava looked up, gazing into his blue eyes. "We'll always be together, right?" William remained silent.