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CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
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2026-04-22 21:44:36
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Love, Obsession, Torture CHAPTER 147
ROBIN“Thank you,” I whispered, snaking my arms around Jack’s head as he rested it on my exposed, protruding belly.“It’s an honour to bathe you, Robin. I’ll gladly do it for the rest of my life,” he said, trailing gentle kisses across my belly. “Shit! I felt them kick, baby!” he cried, quickly shifting around me and planting his ear against my skin.“Oh… oh, really?” I shrieked, feeling my hands around my stomach as the kicks grew stronger by the second. It was surreal. “Oh, my God, Jack.”He heaved himself up, propping his weight on one elbow, his eyes glowing with warmth.“It’s a priceless feeling to experience, baby. I owe you my life for carrying our babies.” He reached forward and kiss me softly on the lips, rendering me useless with the whirlwind of emotions consuming me.“I love you, Jack… I’m glad we’re doing this together. Thank you too. So much, for everything you’ve done for my family… having us here in your mansion… taking care of—““Never thank me, Robin.” He shook his h
Love, Obsession, Torture CHAPTER 146
ROBIN“We’re sorry for postponing the reading for so long. We were… dealing with a hiccup.”“Please don’t worry, Mrs Betton. I completely understand this is a very difficult time for your family. I’m deeply sorry for your loss,” Mr Smith said, setting his briefcase on Jack’s study desk before withdrawing several documents and passing a copy to everyone present in the room—Mum, Lana, Margaret and me.“In my hand is the authentic Last Will and Testament of your late husband and father, George-Garret Betton, as approved by the probate court.”He looked around the room, pushed his glasses up his nose, before continuing.“We’ll begin with his companies.” He pulled out another document.“His real estate company, together with its staff and all operations, shall be divided equally between my daughters, Lana and Robin.” He pulled his head up, his gaze sweeping across our faces.“It was his wish that the two of you continue building his thriving business and carry on his legacy. Next. His oil
Love, Obsession, Torture CHAPTER 145
ROBIN“Hey,” I said softly to Mike, sinking gingerly into the squashy cushions of Lana’s bed. She lay curled up into an orb, her arms braced around her knees, face buried between her thighs. She had been devastated ever since she read Daddy’s letter—downhearted and outright shattered. Emotions that seemed to be drawn out by regret…regret over not having spoken to our father before he passed, and I understood her. My last conversation with George was certainly helping me navigate this difficult time. Before he died, I knew he loved me very much. I knew there was nothing he wouldn’t do for me, I also knew he would lay down his life for me and his grandchildren—and he did, as grotesque as that may have felt. No love could top what he did for me and my babies, but that act of selflessness had left an insurmountable pain, one we’d have to live with for a long time.“How is she doing?”“She’s been like this since morning, Robin. Not responding to anything I say. I managed to get her into th
Love, Obsession, Torture CHAPTER 144
ROBINA WEEK LATER…AFTER THE PRIVATE BURIAL OF GEORGEButterbean, I haven’t used this name since Year Seven. You always hated it whenever I called you Butterbean, but when I eventually stopped, you sternly scolded me for putting an end to the pet names. We used to laugh about that when we weren’t in a heated disagreement, or arguing about something I did—or didn’t do. Because God only knows why He gave me a pigheaded daughter like myself. Yes, Lana, you’re just like me. Strong, independent, intelligent and stubborn. Extremely stubborn, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m deeply sorry, my girl, for betraying your trust. For making you lose faith in me as the role model you once admired and the father you loved. Nothing I say or do can fill the void I’ve created, or heal the pain I’ve caused you, Robin and your mother, but my darling, forgive me. Forgive your old man. I don’t know how long it will take for you to start speaking to me again, but I’m going to try every single da
Love, Obsession, Torture CHAPTER 143
ROBIN“Oh God!” Mum broke down all over again, sobbing into George’s letter until fresh tears soaked the paper in translucent patches.Lana and I moved to either side of her, wrapping our arms around her as we shared in her grief and the emotions our dad’s final words had stirred. She wept on and on for a number of minutes before her quaking sobs tailed off.“I’m fine, girls.” she whispered at last, heaving a thick sigh. “I have to be strong for the two of you.” She sniffled, sweeping the tears away from her eyes.“I’m good.” Her lips curved into a forced smile as she stroked Lana’s cheek before cupping mine.“I think you should look through the will as well,” I mumbled, gently fingering Dad’s letter.“He wanted you to have a look.”She shook her head.“I don’t care about the will, darling. You should know, your father and I built everything we had together, but the Crawford name is pretty big shot.”“Mum’s being modest. Grandad owned vast amounts of land and several oil companies.” M
Love, Obsession, Torture CHAPTER 142
ROBINAfter hours on hours of discussing Millicent’s malice and Jack’s treacherous cousin, we grew increasingly concerned about Mum and her alone time upstairs. It had been hours already.“Don’t you think she’s been up there a little too long?” I asked quietly, shifting on Jack’s lap. “I haven’t heard a sound. I’m worried.”“Should we go check on her?” Lana asked. I nodded, grasping the envelope Dad had left for me.“We’ll wait here.” Mike declared. Lana hunched down and placed a lingering kiss on Mike’s lips before she got moving. I did the same with Jack, peppering soft kisses everywhere across his face until he smiled and helped me to my feet.“Thank you, baby.” Lana whispered to Mike before seizing my wrist and guiding me up the stairs to mum’s room.A narrow gap in the door materialised and we peeped through the narrow opening. She wasn’t lying on the bed bawling like we had expected, she sat cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by old photo albums.Photos of us during our famil
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