The Twisted Obsession-Chapter 240: Chaos
Chapter 240: Chaos
They ate in comfortable silence for a few moments, enjoying the creamy sweetness of the ice cream and the rich chocolate. Abby then scooped a generous amount of ice cream, holding her spoon out towards Remo. "Open up," she instructed with a playful smile.
Remo leaned forward, accepting the spoonful of ice cream into his mouth. "Delicious," he said, but instead of pulling away, he leaned closer, a twinkle in his eye. He returned the gesture, scooping up ice cream and offering it to Abby
As Abby savored the creamy vanilla ice cream, Remo watched her with an affectionate, mischievous smirk. Setting his own spoon down, he leaned in closer, his eyes glinting with a playful intent.
Before Abby could react to his expression, Remo gently pressed his lips against hers, the kiss sweet and soft, flavored with the hint of chocolate from their dessert. Surprised, Abby’s eyes fluttered shut, melting into the kiss, her heart fluttering at the unexpected but welcome gesture.
The kiss deepened, drawing a soft sigh from Abby. When they finally pulled away, there was a lightness in her gaze, her earlier laughter transitioning into a warm glow of affection. "What was that for?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice as she touched a finger to her lips, still tasting the sweetness of the ice cream mixed with the kiss.
"Just because," Remo replied, his voice low and tender. "Because I love these moments with you, because I love seeing you smile, and because I can’t think of a better way to taste ice cream than from your lips."
Abby blushed, her smile widening. "That’s quite the strategy," she teased, nudging him playfully with her shoulder. "You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?"
"Only the best for you," Remo said, winking. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close to him on the couch.
Abby nestled closer, feeling the steady beat of Remo’s heart against her own.
As they finished their ice cream, Abby remembered the special gift she had purchased earlier in the day. Excitement fluttered in her chest at the thought of surprising Remo with the elegant watch. frёewebnoѵēl.com
"Remo, I have something for you," Abby said, her voice tinged with a hint of mystery as she disentangled herself from his embrace and stood up. She walked over to where she had placed her shopping bag earlier, retrieving the neatly wrapped box.
Remo’s eyes followed her movements, curiosity lighting up his features. "What’s this?" he asked as she handed him the gift.
"Just a little something to show how much I appreciate you," Abby replied, watching eagerly as he began to unwrap the package.
Remo carefully pulled away the wrapping paper, revealing the sleek watch box. He opened it, his eyes widening in admiration at the watch inside. "Abby, this is beautiful," he breathed, genuinely touched. "You didn’t have to do this."
"I wanted to," Abby insisted, her eyes shining with affection. "You’ve been my rock, Remo, through everything. I thought this watch could be a reminder of all we’ve been through together and all the moments yet to come."
Remo pulled her into a tight hug, his gratitude palpable. "Thank you, Abby. I love it, and I love—" He paused, then with a playful glint in his eye, he added, "Does this mean I have to up my gift game now?"
Abby laughed, the sound light and carefree. "Only if you want to," she teased back, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "But just so you know, I’m perfectly happy with ice cream sundaes and unexpected kisses."
Remo smiled, his heart full at her words. "Then that’s what you’ll get, along with a few surprises here and there to keep things interesting," he promised, a playful note in his voice
Abby laughed, the sound light and carefree. "Only if you want to," she teased back, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "But just so you know, I’m perfectly happy with ice cream sundaes and unexpected kisses."
Remo smiled, his heart full at her words. "Then that’s what you’ll get, along with a few surprises here and there to keep things interesting," he promised, a playful note in his voice
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Abby was jolted awake by the incessant buzzing of her phone on the nightstand. Confused and still half-asleep, she frowned, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she reached for it. The screen was lit up with a barrage of notifications—missed calls and text messages, all from Cage.
Her heart sank as she read the urgent texts:
"Have you seen the news? When did you meet Alex? Don’t look on the internet. God, Abby, hope you’re doing well. Call me back."
A wave of anxiety washed over her. What could possibly have happened related to Alex that was so urgent? Despite Cage’s warning, her curiosity got the better of her, and she quickly opened her browser to search the internet. Almost immediately, headlines popped up alongside photos of her and Alex from the day before, taken without her noticing. The articles speculated wildly about a supposed secret rendezvous, reigniting past scandals and hinting at troubles in her marriage with Remo.
Heart pounding, Abby exited the browser and dialed Cage’s number. He picked up almost instantly.
"Cage, what is going on?" she demanded, her voice a mix of fear and frustration.
"Abby, I tried to warn you not to look. Some paparazzi got shots of you and Alex talking yesterday. It’s being blown way out of proportion," Cage explained hurriedly.
"But why? It was just a chance meeting. We barely spoke before I left," Abby replied, trying to keep her voice steady despite the panic rising within her.
"That’s not how it’s being spun. It looks... intimate, Abby. The way he was leaning in, the way you were standing. You know how these things go—they take an inch and stretch it a mile," Cage said, his voice laced with concern.
Abby’s mind raced as she processed the potential damage. "What do I do, Cage? Remo can’t see this. He knows my past with Alex. This could hurt him, hurt us," she said, her voice breaking slightly.
"First, calm down. We need to get ahead of this. You should make a statement, clarify what really happened. I can help draft something for you. We’ll make it clear you ran into Alex by chance and that there’s nothing more to it," Cage suggested, his tone now firm and reassuring.
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