Once, my paranoid love

Ron’s phone started ringing, and he picked up the phone. He was listening to the person over the phone. After a while, he smiled while saying, “Good job,” and hung up the call.

“You are a headache, Paul. You are a thorn between us,” Ron murmured.

Eva slid open the door cautiously and lied next to Elena. She went inside the blanket and hid her face against the pillow. She was so happy that she wanted to wake up Elena and share everything. Because of Eva’s moves, Elena slightly opened her eyes.

“Oh, Eva,” Elena said in a sleepy tone.

“What have you been up to?” Elena asked. Eva coughed and said, while suppressing her excitement, “Ah, I am sorry. I can’t sleep because of the new place.”

Elena turned to Eva and hugged her while saying in a sleepy tone, “Close your eyes.” Eva nodded slowly and listened to what Elena said.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

[D’Souza mansion]

Anne was constantly calling her son. When she became irritated, she cursed, “Fuck this brat; he’s always getting on my nerves. This wacky kid-why is he not answering the phone? What is he up to? And where has that witch gone to?”

Anne murmured while strolling. “He went looking for her, I’m sure. If I call that scumbag, she will never answer. But what about Eva? She’ll pick up my call.”

Anne dialed Eva’s number, and after a few moments, someone answered.

“Yes, who is this?” someone answered.

“Can I speak with Eva?” Anne asked.

“Sorry, ma’am isn’t at home,” a girl said from the other side of the phone.

Anne asked, “Oh, where is she?”

She said, “Ma’am is staying with a friend.”

“Friend?” Anne asked, her curiosity piqued.

She said, “Could you kindly tell me your name?”

Anne answered, “I’m Elena’s mother.”

That girl said, “Oh, ma’am, they’re staying at a friend’s house.”

“Oh, thank goodness. Thank you very much.” Anne hung up the phone before that girl could say anything further. ‘If they aren’t at home, where is Paul?’ Anne thought with a tense face, ‘Paul, where are you? Should I inform Robert about this?’

Anne walked upstairs and spotted Robert working on his laptop. “Babe,” Anne said pleasantly as she sat next to him. While working, Robert answered, “Yes.”

“I’m thinking about our child right now. I think that now is the appropriate moment for Paul to join our company,” Anne said.

Robert abruptly came to a halt and said, “What?”

“Yep,” she added, “don’t you think it’s an excellent idea?”

“It’s OK,” Robert said nonchalantly, “but did you speak with Paul?”

‘Maybe Robert is in a nice mood. I’m confident that I can persuade him.’ Anne thought as she noticed Robert taking her proposal so rationally. So she did not miss the chance to persuade him.

“No, but I’ll talk…” While Anne was talking, a phone call interrupted them.

“Yes, who’s this?” Robert received the call.

Anne narrowed her eyes when she noticed Robert’s facial expression had changed. After a while, he abruptly raised his voice and asked, “What?”

“I’m on my way.” Robert hung up the phone after saying that.

“What’s wrong?” Anne asked as she spotted Robert standing up angrily on his feet.

“Do you know where your son is?” he asked, looking at her.

For a short time, her heart stopped pounding. ‘Is there something he’s done?’ Anne swallowed as she thought.

“No, what happened?” She asked in a nervous tone.

Robert said, “He’s in the police station.”

“What?” Anne got out of bed.

He said while changing his clothes, “He threatened someone, destroyed their properties, and attempted to kill them. What exactly is this, Anne?” He demanded it fiercely.

He stated again, “And you’re urging me to give him a chance.”

“Robert!” Anne was about to say something, but Robert cut her off in the middle of her sentence.

“I’m heading to the police station,” Robert said, and he walked away, ignoring Anne’s words. As Robert left, Anne yelled, “Paul, you’re a jerk! You have ruined everything.” She furiously flung a pillow on the floor.

[At the police station]

Paul had taken a seat in a chair. After a while, Robert arrived, and they released Paul. He had quite a strong alcoholic odor coming from him. Robert said nothing to him and took him away from there. He did not even ask Paul anything in the car. They returned home after an hour.

“Paul,” Anne said, coming to him worriedly. His face was red. It seemed someone beat him. Paul ignored her and tried to enter his room.

“Paul!” Anne called out once again, clutching his arm.

“Robert, what’s the matter with him? Did they hit my son?” She asked, her voice trembling.

“Anne, can’t you see your son is drunk? You can’t even deal with your own son?” Robert snarled at her. “And you’re telling me I should let him work for me? Look at him; he’s unable to stand on his own,” he added.

“Paul,” Anne said, as she ignored Robert because her priority was her son at that moment, but Paul suddenly pushed her and yelled, “Don’t touch me.”

Anne yelled at him as well, “Paul!”

She pulled him near and whispered in his ear, “Don’t you dare to do anything in front of him.”

But Paul quickly doubled his voice and said, “Don’t touch me.” It seemed that the more he saw his mother, the more he became angry. Anne expanded her eyes while murmuring for help from God, ‘Please, God, help me.’

“And you, Mr. Robert, yes, I’m only her son, not yours; that’s why I’m acting like that.” Suddenly, Paul spoke drunkenly as he moved his gaze to Robert.

Paul looked into his eyes directly. Anne’s heart skipped a beat as she spotted Paul’s audacity. She thought, ‘Please, Paul, don’t ruin your reputation.’

“But what about your daughter, huh? Where is she? It’s nearly midnight. What’s she doing outside?” Paul shouted at Robert.

‘I wish I could kill everyone, even my mother.’ Paul thought as he took a vase and shattered it and yelled at the top of his lungs, “Where is she?”

“Paul, stop it!” Anne said as she approached him.

Paul put a finger on her lips and tapped, “You just shut your mouth, mom. You’re always thinking about money and power, aren’t you?”