The Secret Obsession of the CEO
Chapter 172: Trying is Futile

Chapter 172: Trying is Futile

Rory walked to Lennon wading through the broken glass pieces. The sound of Sidney hitting the floor with her forehead made her bones shiver.

Sidney knows the real Lennon. And she is that scared of him. It only made her more scared.

Holding his hand... she was willing to even slash his throat if push comes to shove.

"Come on, dear..." Lennon’s voice was smooth as he looked at Rory. "Let’s have the dinner you promised. I have enough meat in storage."

Sidney paused her banging for a moment before resuming it. Rory wondered what the fuzz about the meat Lennon mentioned.

"Come on," Lennon grabbed her wrist and pulled her to a hug. Before Rory could compose herself, he swiftly turned her and pressed her to him wrapping his arm around her waist.

Rory’s back was pressed hard on his chest, and he held her chin tightly. He took a deep whiff of her hair.

Rory hated every part of it. She held the glass piece she had in her hand tightly. With a grunt, she scratched his hand on her chin as deeply as she could. Lennon’s hand trembled because of the pain. Rory waited for him to let go of her, but he didn’t.

His hold only tightened.

Rory was shocked. Her fingers trembled because of the force she exerted on Lennon’s hand but he was not relenting his grip even a bit. She could sense that he is in pain, but he was unbothered by the pain.

What kind of monster is he?

"Oh..." he breathed in her ear. "Oh, my little rose..." he nibbled on her ear.

Rory’s skin crawled. She struggled to get out of his hold. She didn’t think this escalation would be right.

"I believed you... Or maybe I wanted to believe you when you leaned on my chest and... Oh..." he kissed her cheek.

"Stop it!" Rory shouted and stepped on his shoe. She wished she was wearing pointed heels so that she would hurt him. She hated his touch. And more than that, she hated that he is doing it in front of Sidney.

She knew he is doing that in front of Sidney to give her more pain.

She was not willing to put up with that. She used the glass piece to cut Lennon in more places, hoping he would let go.

"Let go of me, you sicko!" she screamed. "Don’t touch me. I am Fitzwilliam’s wife," she said and kicked his leg as hard as she can.

Lennon clenched his teeth not able to bear the pain anymore. "Ah," he growled. "I was patient with you because..." he twisted her left hand behind her back.

Rory screamed in pain as she heard a crack. He had broken her bones. Her stomach hurt because of the intense pain. She was never in such pain before. Maybe at childbirth, but this made her stomach churn.

"Fitzwilliam’s, huh?" Lennon grabbed her chin and pushed her to the shelf. Rory’s back hit on the wooden plank and she curled on the floor in pain. She thought her spine must have snapped in two. That’s how much it hurt.

And even in that pain, she smirked. She could see that mentioning Liam angers Lennon greatly. And that’s what she wanted to see.

One true emotion of his.

He hates Liam for some reason. And maybe that’s why he does this all.

She tried to step aside as she could feel a lot of broken glasses sticking to her. But Lennon stood in front of her.

"Trying to escape is futile, little rose," he slapped her hard.

Rory fell to the floor with a grunt. She saw blood from her broken lips falling into the puddle of wine on the floor.

"Fitzwilliam? You dare to mention his name to me? He is nothing without me!" he stepped on her hand and Rory shouted in pain as a glass piece sunk into her palm.

"Nothing!" he shouted and stomped on her hand once more.

Rory looked at her hands that were trembling on that wooden floor layered with wine and shards of glass. And behind her trembling hand, she saw Sidney. She was still hitting her head on the floor. And when she listened closely, she heard it.

The sound of sirens at the distance.

Yeah, about time!

Lennon was fuming. His chest was heaving up and down and crushing the glass pieces on the floor, he was pacing to and fro inside the room. Some notification bell rang on his phone and he started to cuss under his breath as he scrolled through the phone.

Maybe he realized that the cops are here too.

He then threw the phone to the floor and grabbed Rory by the hair. Rory was in pain from head to toe. But she didn’t even let out a peep. She didn’t want to beg, and she didn’t want to show him her vulnerability.

"Yeah, he wouldn’t even exist without you, huh?" Rory asked.

He did everything ins secret for the past years. She didn’t know how many women he killed. But he was willing to expose the killings to get back at Liam. He probably would have had doubts that he might get trapped in the bait he sets. He knew Liam is loved by everyone and no one will leave him alone.

Maybe he didn’t even realize it because he doesn’t understand human relationships. Just because the Roberts family does not like him, he thought that they won’t like Liam either when the truth is out.

And so he went on with it thinking Liam would be abandoned.

Rory didn’t let out her grunt leave her throat. She swallowed the pain. Her eyes watered on their own and she got scraped all over with the glass pieces. The dress she was wearing tore in places and was soaked in spilled wine and her blood. No one could say what was on her dress.

But gritting her teeth to swallow her pain, she uttered the truth she found out. That is the only reason she could think of as to why Lennon wanted Liam gone. He didn’t want to let that truth out.

No... It still didn’t make sense.

She was so worried for Liam. As much as Sidney was jealous of her, she was right. Lennon will be caught. It is a matter of time. Thankfully Ian must have called the cops or Derick might have acted after finally waking up.

And in a matter of minutes, Lennon will be arrested.

But this truth... It would destroy Liam. She hoped she would be there with him as he comes to terms with the truth as he faces it.

"You fathered him!" She shouted. Her pain, she masked it with the sneer in her tone. "You r@ped his mother!"

She fits the bill. He likes to kill red-haired women. Liam’s mother was a redhead. For some reason, he r@ped her first. Or maybe that’s his M.O. But Frank must have returned before Lennon could kill her and he had to let her live.

And maybe he enjoyed seeing her in pain after her experience was dismissed. And maybe that’s why he let her live. He liked to watch others in pain after all.

But her suicide... She remembered Liam saying that there were suspicions of foul play and one detective believed that she was killed and did not kill herself.

In that case...

"You killed her, didn’t you? Just when she started getting better, you killed her. Did she identify you?" Rory asked.

Lennon was unaffected by her talking. He didn’t appear to be listening to what she was saying. He was so focused on something else. Rory tried to grab something to defend herself against Lennon but she couldn’t find anything. The glass pieces were very small and it only scraped and stuck her making her hurt.

"She knew it was you, didn’t she?" Rory asked. "Did she confront you? Is that why you killed her?"

But Rory had this doubt. When Liam is his son, why does he want to trap him? Why does he want him removed from his side?

Rory’s eyes ended up at Sidney once more. She had stopped hitting her head on the floor. She looked stunned as she heard what Rory said.

Rory nodded at her to let her know that she is fairly sure of what she said. She saw Sidney’s face getting pale and then she scoffed out of disgust. Grabbing a piece of glass, threw it to Rory.

The glass shard ended up near her leg. Rory was stinging from head to toe. As she was dragged on her hair, her neck, and her head hurt like never before. She thought her head would separate from her neck.

Rory tried to get the shard, but she couldn’t reach it as Lennon pulled her harder. H had reached the stairs by then and Rory was stunned to not hear the sirens anymore.

What happened? Where are the cops?

Lennon let go of her hair. Rory immediately tried to get the shard but Lennon grabbed her dress. Rory tried to get out of his grip but the dress tore.

Rory’s hands immediately went to clutch her clothes.

But Lennon started chuckling.

"How interesting!"