Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

“Relax, Vilem,” Vivian once again helped him adjust his posture, “She won’t be comfortable if you keep like this.”

Vilem tilted his head, struggling to listen to Vivian.

Not long ago, Vilem underwent another surgery. This surgery went smoothly, and his recovery was as expected. His left ear started to hear faint sounds, but his right ear was completely deaf.

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“Don’t be sad, Vivian.” Due to his almost deafness, Vilem’s voice was slightly affected. He spoke slowly and with difficulty, “It’s already, good.”

From being unconscious to waking up, from the ICU to the regular ward, from initial disbelief to fainting several times, Vilem couldn’t even be hysterical when his injuries were the worst. Until today, he had already accepted the fact of his deafness.

“Did the doctor talk to you about the follow-up treatment for your left ear?” Vivian couldn’t bear to see Vilem struggling to listen, so she slowed down her speech and wrote on a whiteboard.

Vilem’s hands had also undergone several surgeries, and although his fingers could move, the writing was wobbly and very challenging, “It will be fine.”

Vilem said briefly, “Continued treatment, recovery, and I won’t need a hearing aid.”

“You need to cooperate with the doctor, take your medication, and rest properly,” Vivian said.

Vilem’s cast had not been removed yet, and even the slightest movement was a burden for an injured person. Vivian insisted on bringing Dhanna to him from his arms.

Vilem was reluctant, and he stared at Dhanna longingly.

Vivian carried Dhanna to his bedside so he could see his niece up close.

Vilem gently squeezed Dhanna’s hand, her tiny fingers wrapping around his index finger, surprisingly strong.

Dhanna was not shy at all. When she saw Vilem, she even smiled brightly, a smile like an angel that seemed to heal all of Vilem’s pains.

“Is Luzia okay?” Vilem had already heard from Kasin about the abduction last night. “Being so bold in Alajos’s place, Mark is arrogant, and Lopaka is just foolish.”

“Lopaka is reckless, but Mark isn’t. Mark is the most terrifying mastermind behind all of this.” Recalling last night, Vivian shuddered. She couldn’t imagine what horrifying things would have happened if it weren’t for Mel, or if Luzia hadn’t screamed for help, and Mel hadn’t heard it.

“What do you think the likelihood is that our father is still alive?” Vivian finally asked the question she had been holding onto for a long time.

“What?” Vilem suspected he misheard because of his hearing impairment, his voice rising, “Did Alajos tell you that our father is still alive?”

“No, they are also speculating.” Vivian said with concern, “Only Alajos saw our injured father, he couldn’t disguise it, but Mark’s actions are suspicious. This might be a huge conspiracy, and both Joseph and us are being deceived.”

Vilem knew this suspicion was not unfounded. He knew how cunning his father Bryson was. With Joseph, who was considered the heir by their father, dead and with continuous Bratva attacks, Los Angeles was in a prolonged state of chaos.

If this was indeed their father’s scheme, then from the current results, it was undoubtedly a failure.

Is it really like this?

Given what Vilem knew about Bryson, he felt there was a bigger conspiracy waiting for them.

“Be careful, Vivian,” Vilem warned Vivian solemnly, “Until we confirm our father’s scheme, stay with Dhanna in the safe zone Alajos designated, don’t wander around, and don’t come to the hospital.”

“No, I’m worried about you.” Hearing Vilem say that, Vivian had a bad feeling. Vilem also felt that the possibility of their father being alive was greater.

She was filled with anxiety. Could their father still be alive? Did he feign injury, set traps, but end up killing Joseph, making himself a fleeing traitor? Didn’t he want his rights? Did he abandon his loyal followers?

Vivian was full of doubts and couldn’t understand.

“We can stay in touch via phone, send videos.” Vilem’s tone was firm. Nothing was more important than Vivian and Dhanna’s safety. “Alajos works hard, don’t cause him trouble, Vivian.”

“I understand.” Vivian, holding Dhanna, sighed, feeling dejected, “But where is truly safe? If Lopaka can break into Alajos’s apartment and abduct Luzia, it proves that the apartment is also not safe.”

“As long as the conditions allow, the mafia can infiltrate anywhere and kill anyone. You understand this better than I do, right?” Vilem was momentarily speechless in the face of Vivian’s question. In his reckless youth, he had also said things like, “There is no absolutely safe place in the world, only places the mafia doesn’t want to go,” and now he believed it to be true. But now he had to convince Vivian to follow the arrangements.

“Even for Dhanna’s protection.” Vilem squeezed Dhanna’s chubby little hand, trying to persuade Vivian in a negotiating tone, “You don’t want her to become a tool for father to threaten Alajos, right?”

After the series of events in Hawaii, Vivian had to admit that Vilem was right. Their daughter Dhanna was not only Alajos’s weak spot but hers as well.

“But Vilem, how long do we need to hide this time to be safe?” Vivian’s speech was too quick, and Vilem listened carefully but still missed some details. Luckily, his keen senses helped him sense Vivian’s feelings of frustration.

He reached out and touched Vivian’s hair. When they were young, Vilem used to comfort Vivian like this when she was upset by their father’s scolding or Joseph’s mockery.

Although the comfort was minimal, having someone by your side naturally made things a lot better.

Vivian nuzzled Vilem’s palm, feeling like she was a child again. Vilem looked exhausted, and Vivian knew she shouldn’t put too much worry and pressure on him.

She sighed, “I promise you.”

After having dinner with Vilem, as Vivian prepared to leave the hospital, she ran into Shelley, who seemed to be waiting for her.

“Is there something you need from me?”

“I just miss my little Dhanna, can I come and see her?” Shelley rolled her eyes sarcastically and said.

“You can come to the apartment to see Dhanna, there’s no need to follow me to the hospital.” Vivian stated the fact.

“Can’t I accompany Festus for his follow-up appointment?” Shelley put her hands on her hips.

“Sure, sure,” Vivian cooperated, “You can continue to accompany Festus for his appointment. Dhanna has been out all day and needs to go back to sleep.”

“Vivian!” Shelley stomped her foot.