Intrigued by the CEO: Paranoid Obsessions

Logan looked at her, lips moving as if to speak, but ultimately, he remained silent. ‘I helped you because I just wanted to help you, no other reason.’ But these words remained unsaid. He hadn’t resolved everything yet; he wanted to return to being the old Logan before approaching her again.

Logan didn’t reply, only soothing her with a gentle voice, “Now, can you calm down and listen to me? Think about what you want to do next.”

“I still want to call the police,” Harper insisted. Besides calling the police, she couldn’t think of any other way to get back at those two women.

Seeing her stubbornness, Logan frowned, “If you call the police now, this evidence will be considered illegitimate. You’ll be caught for eavesdropping too.”

“It doesn’t matter. Blaze will definitely bail me out,” Harper replied without hesitation.

Logan’s voice became hoarse, “You just said you weren’t willingly staying with Blaze, but now you trust him to help you.”

Harper stood there, speechless. For a moment, she was startled by her own words. Yes, hadn’t she always hated being forcibly bound to Blaze? Hadn’t she always hated the lack of freedom, hated Blaze?… How come, at the first sign of trouble, her first reaction was to trust that Blaze would help her? Was she losing her mind? Since when did she rely so heavily on Blaze? Harper couldn’t accept this side of herself. She walked two steps to the side, then slumped into the chair.

Logan stood there, gazing at her pale face, understanding something.

After a while, Logan spoke slowly, “Even if you go to the police station now, leaving aside whether you’ll be arrested or not, this evidence won’t be admissible in court because of its illegal origin.”

Harper looked up at him, “What do you mean? Are you saying I can’t hold Fiona and Lena accountable even with this evidence?”

“I’m not stopping you from getting back at them, but revenge needs to be well-prepared.” Logan stood in front of her, staring deeply into her eyes. “Harper, do you trust me?”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Harper looked at him blankly, taking a long time before saying, “I don’t know.” She truly didn’t know. If it were the young Logan, she would have believed him without hesitation. But it wasn’t the case now; he had amnesia, and he was still Fiona’s husband…

“Leave this matter to me. I’ll get to the bottom of it within a week and present you with any favorable evidence,” Logan said softly. “I won’t let you be wrongly accused.”

Harper stood there, unable to say a word.

“If I can’t sort things out within a week, you can do as you please, alright?” Logan asked.

Harper didn’t know what else to say. After a while, she stuttered, “Why are you helping me? Don’t you love Fiona anymore? She’s your wife.”

“We haven’t got married yet. Legally speaking, she’s not my wife,” Logan explained.

Harper looked at him in shock. “But you used to love her, didn’t you? Just because she hid the abortion from you, you’re turning against her to help me get revenge?”

“Do you think I’m heartless?” Logan understood her current thoughts.

Harper fell silent.

“Do you know when I truly began to despise you? When I lost my memory, I didn’t really dislike you,” Logan continued, “It was three years ago when I found out about your complicated relationships. Fiona even said she saw you fooling around with that old man, Mr. Taylor, at home. Back then, I believed Fiona without a doubt.”

Harper listened in disbelief.

“Since then, I’ve felt a strong aversion to you. Every time I saw you clinging to me, I felt you were particularly hypocritical,” Logan suddenly chuckled self-deprecatingly. “Now that I think about it, I was just a fool. I believed without verifying anything.”

Harper listened, thinking about all the years of her futile efforts, all the times Logan treated her with indifference. Now that the truth was finally revealed, but she felt no happiness at all.

“I think that’s also why Fiona set up that scheme three years ago. She wanted me to utterly despise you,” Logan said.

Harper felt incredibly uncomfortable hearing this. Over the years, she had been relentlessly clinging to Logan, wanting him to regain his memory… She had angered her sister, and Fiona had set up such a deep scheme, dragging her into the abyss. And now, after three years, she finally saw whose hand had pushed her.

Logan lowered his head and slowly took off the ring from his ring finger. “I never thought that all these years, I’ve been trusting the wrong person.”

Harper gradually calmed down. She looked at the ring on Logan’s hand. “I know you’re not feeling great either. What… what are you planning to do next? Are you really going to help me?”

“I’m definitely going to help you,” Logan said firmly, without hesitation.

“But in the end, Fiona did all these things because she loves you,” Harper said earnestly, “I don’t need your help. Just don’t get involved. I can handle this myself.”

“I’ll see this through to the end. I have my own plans, and someday, you’ll understand,” Logan said with a bitter smile, putting the ring back into his pocket. “For now, we need to keep calm and carry on.”

Harper never imagined that one day she would be on the same side as the amnesiac Logan.

“Oh, by the way,” Logan said again. “From what I heard earlier, I can roughly understand your relationship with Blaze. Since it’s all a misunderstanding, can’t you just explain things to him and leave?”

Harper shook her head softly, “I’m afraid not.”

“Do you want to stay with him?”

“No,” Harper shook her head, her fingers clutching her clothes, “Blaze has his own way of thinking. He doesn’t care anymore about who drugged him three years ago. He… he wants…”

“What does he want?”

“Harper,” Logan leaned forward. He placed one hand on the edge of her chair, almost enveloping her in his embrace, “Let me help you, alright?”

Harper felt uncomfortable all over.

“Harper, tell me, what does Blaze want?” Logan asked.

“He wants me to have a child,” Harper blurted out.

Logan’s body froze for a moment…

“He won’t succeed,” Logan’s voice was firm, like never before. He gazed quietly at her, then suddenly lifted his hand toward her face.

Harper was startled and quickly stood up from the chair.

Logan’s hand froze in mid-air.

Harper looked at him, feeling extremely embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Hurrying to the desk, Harper picked up the phone and answered, “Hello?”

Blaze’s angry voice came through, “Harper, are you asking for trouble? Where did you go? How dare you turn off your phone? Do you know how many times I called you? Do you plan on leaving me again? Let me tell you, you better not even think about it! From now on, don’t you dare leave my sight within two meters!”

Harper winced at the yelling, instinctively holding the phone a bit farther from her ear, “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t realize my phone was out of battery.”

“You should have paid attention to such things when we’re apart!” Blaze yelled, accompanied by the sound of rushing wind. He seemed to have just gotten off a plane.

“Are you in the UK now?” Harper changed the subject.

“Just arrived!” Blaze continued angrily, “You wait for me at home. When I come back, I’ll make sure you regret it!”

If there were punctuation in spoken words, Harper believed Blaze would have put exclamation marks after every sentence, big exclamation marks.

“Okay,” Harper replied.

There was a voice on Blaze’s end asking him to take another call.

“Get out of the way!” Blaze yelled at someone, then turned back to the phone, “Listen to me. Your phone must stay on, and I’ll call you again later.”

“Again?” Harper was taken aback, “But it’s almost midnight.”

“I’ll call, and you better answer. Even if you’re asleep!” Blaze ordered sharply before hanging up.

Harper put down the phone, sighing helplessly. Blaze was always so tyrannical.

Turning around, she saw Logan still sitting in the chair, looking at her.

Thinking about the scene just now, Harper realized that Logan had wanted to touch her face…

Logan stood up from the chair and walked towards her step by step.

Harper took a step back, clearly showing her avoidance.

Logan chuckled bitterly. “You’ve never avoided me like this before.”

Harper remained silent, lowering her head, not saying a word.

“It’s late. You should rest early. I’ll leave now,” Logan forced a smile.

“Okay.” Harper breathed a sigh of relief when she heard he was leaving.

Seeing Logan off at the door, Harper was about to close it when Logan turned around, “Last time, I said there’s a perfume that suits you well. I’ll bring it for you next time.”

Harper moved closer to the door, then looked at Logan seriously, “Logan, there may be some issues between you and Fiona. But that’s your business, not mine.”