Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 500

Chapter 500 Dawn on the Floor

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Dawn’s fingertips tightened so hard they turned white, leaving a deep dent in the corner of the photo she was holding.

She suddenly lifted her bloodshot eyes, yanked the door open, and strode out.

Roxanne heard the footsteps behind her and let a small, triumphant smile curl at the corner of her mouth.

But the moment she turned around, Dawn grabbed her by the hair, so hard Roxanne didn’t even have time to react.

Dawn slammed her into the wall beside them, her voice icy. “Are you fucking begging to die? Hm?”

Roxanne felt as if her scalp had been torn open. It took her a long moment before she could force out an expression–any expression. “Dawn, are you out of your mind? Let go of me!”

“Let go?”

Dawn’s eyes were dead cold. She yanked her hair even harder.

She forced Roxanne’s face up so they were eye–to–eye. The raw, unblinking pressure made Roxanne shiver straight to her bones.

“Isn’t this exactly what you wanted? Me grabbing you like this? Now that I am, you’re not enjoying it?”

A loud, sickening thud.

Roxanne’s head hit the wall.

“Come on. Tell me. Where the hell did you get these photos?”

Roxanne said nothing.

She couldn’t tell Dawn, of course. But right now, the pain was so sharp she couldn’t even form

a sentence.

Another thud.

Dawn slammed her head again. “Why are you so fucking pathetic? If I ignored you, you could’ve stayed away, but no, you have to crawl back over and over again. Depression? No.

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You’ve got a damn masochistic streak, don’t you?”

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Dawn’s lips lifted, a flush of red over a smile that was cold and bloodthirsty. “If that’s what you want, then let me give you exactly what you’re begging for. How about that?”

With that, she tightened her grip on Roxanne’s hair and slammed her head into the wall again. And again. Blood appeared quickly.

“Da… Dawn!”

Bright red blood slid down the side of Roxanne’s face. She reached up instinctively to touch it, then let out a terrified scream.

“You can’t do this to me! I’m calling the police! Help! Somebody!”

Her shrill voice was loud enough that even the streetlights nearby flickered on.

Dawn’s chest rose and fell violently, her gaze cold–cold like she was staring at a corpse.

She let go.

Roxanne collapsed to the ground like a kite with its string cut.

Dawn looked down at her from above. “I know I won’t get anything out of your mouth. But Roxanne, you’d better pray none of this is actually connected to you. Because if I find out it is… you won’t even know how you died.”

She turned and walked back toward the house, her steps sharp and merciless, like a death god returned from hell.

Roxanne stared after her, shaking her head and muttering under her breath.

“Crazy… she’s the crazy one!”

At the villa entrance, dim and shadowed, Roxanne stood there drenched in blood, swaying like a ghost.

At ten–thirty, Ethan’s car pulled into the driveway.

He looked up.

The villa was unusually bright inside but completely silent.

His brows drew together. He turned off the engine and went in.

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Hannah happened to be coming down the stairs.

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The moment she saw him, she let out a visible sigh of relief. “Ethan, thank God you’re home!”

“What’s wrong?”

“I… I don’t know what happened!”

Hannah tried to recall. “I’d already gone to bed when I kept hearing voices outside every now and then. It sounded kind of like Dawn… but I thought she was chatting with the neighbors. Then she didn’t come inside for so long, so I figured I should get up and check…”

And what she saw nearly scared her out of her skin.

That girl looked completely out of it, drenched in cold sweat.

“You didn’t see her. She looked like she’d just been dragged out of a lake. I called her, and she didn’t even hear me… Ethan, do you think Dawn got mixed up with something she shouldn’t have?”

Hannah looked both terrified and anxious, describing everything with alarming detail.

“Hannah, don’t start with the superstitious stuff.”

His gaze darkened as he glanced upstairs. “I’ll go check on her first.”

“Okay… but she locked herself in her room. I knocked and knocked, and she wouldn’t open. Ethan, should we call a doctor?”

“I’ll see what’s going on.”

Ethan’s brows tightened, and he headed straight upstairs.

The second floor was even quieter than the first. The hallway lights cast ring after ring of shadow on the floor. Glancing at it suddenly felt lonely, almost desolate.

The main bedroom door was shut tight, with no sound coming from inside.

Ethan knocked. His voice was gentle. “Dawn, open the door.”

No response.

His eyes grew darker. After a moment of thought, he turned and pushed open the guest room next door.

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The two rooms shared a connected balcony. If someone had steady footing, they could climb across from one side to the other.

Ethan rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, stepped onto the balcony without hesitation, and with one long stride crossed over.

He slid open the door. All the lights inside were on.

From the bathroom came the sound of running water, but the rhythm didn’t change at all.

Which meant she wasn’t showering.

Ethan’s steps quickened. When he pushed the door open–there she was. Dawn sat curled in the corner, arms wrapped tightly around herself.

She looked like a flower battered at the edge of a cliff–shattered, stripped bare, holding onto the last fragile thread of breath. A single breeze could’ve torn her apart.

Ethan froze, breath catching painfully in his chest, and only after a long moment did he manage to call her name, his voice trembling.