Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh

Chapter 807 Do You Know Who | Am Selena walked out of the principal's office and went back to the library to print out some notes. Then she went downstairs.

Leia was waiting for her downstairs.

When the little girl saw Selena coming out, she ran over, bouncing and skipping, and took the notes from Selena's hand.

"Madam, are we going home now?" Selena nodded. "Let's go home." Leia took her to the car, and Selena sat in the back seat. Her slender back lazily leaned against the sofa, and she closed her eyes. There was a hint of fatigue in her eyes.

Leia hadn't seen Selena so tired for a long time. Looking at Selena's lazy face through the rearview mirror, she frowned.

Since that night when she watched the video at the Creephia villa, Selena’s mood had been off.

Leia had told Osvaldo about the content of the video, but after their young master watched it, he was silent for a long time. In the end, he didn't say anything, but the dark color in his eyes became even more terrifying.

The car drove all the way back.

During the time Selena was resting with her eyes closed, her phone in her backpack suddenly vibrated.

She took it out and looked at it, then pressed the answer key.

Patrick's voice came through the speaker, "How do you feel today?" Selena sounded a bit lazy as she said, "tired, but it's okay." Patrick was silent for a moment. "Rest early when you get back. If you really can't adapt, call me." Selena smiled, but didn't explain. She just said okay and hung up.

The car returned to the villa, but Osvaldo hadn't come back yet. After dinner, Selena locked herself in the study and continued to study the information left by Callum.

The thick carpet covered the floor, and Selena, with her hair down, barefooted on it, lazily lay behind the desk, one hand propping up her forehead, and the other flipping through the materials in her hand.

She read very fast, almost at a glance. She skipped over many things directly, and occasionally pulled out one or two pages that needed careful consideration and put them aside.

The atmosphere was very quiet.

The sky outside gradually darkened.

When the sky was completely dark, someone pushed open the door of the study silently.

Osvaldo walked in.

The messy drafts were scattered on the desk and the floor, the thick medical books were piled up everywhere, some were already flipped through, and some were only halfway through.

Selena was asleep, curled up on the desk with her slender body, black hair covering her back, and her curly eyelashes hanging down, casting a silhouette on her fair face.

Aman approached silently, squatting in front of her, staring at the pale and tired eyes of the girl, motionless for a long time.

It had been a long time since Osvaldo had seen Selena in such a state, except for the first time they met in Creephia. He watched her transform from pale and cold to bright and confident, fascinating him.

But it was he who had torn off all her disguise and evasion, forcing her to face the brutal reality and fall into her current situation.

Osvaldo's slender fingers slid over Selena’s delicate cheeks without touching them, his voice so light that it was almost inaudible, and his eyes were dark. "Selena, will you hate me?" He imposed the fate of the Turner family on her and forced her to bear all their burdens.

The man's ghostly eyes grew dim, and his fingers brushed over her pale eyes. His voice was so gentle that it sounded devout, "But | can't let you go..." If he let her go, what would he do in the future? He gazed intently at her pretty face, suddenly smiled, and his smile was tinged with a hint of paranoia and pleasure. He spoke softly, "See, I've kept you, haven't 1?" Even if she knew the truth in the future and hated him, it didn't matter.

Before that, he would always make her fall in love with him.

Osvaldo lowered his head and lightly kissed her forehead with his blood-red lips. "Don't be afraid." He always had to make her learn to like him, fall in love with him, depend on him, and then... never leave him.

The sleeping girl seemed to sense something, frowning slightly and trembling, as if she would wake up the next second.

The man moved his hands, hugged her whole person into his arms, leaned down and lightly rubbed her forehead, his voice full of laughter and unbelievably gentle, "Sleep, I'll be with you." Selena heard the familiar voice in her dreams, her consciousness briefly clear, then became muddled again.

She leaned on the man's chest, feeling the warm breath that was familiar and comforting, and fell asleep even deeper in the next second.

Osvaldo's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction, he picked up Selena and walked out of the study, heading to the bedroom.

As usual, Osvaldo skillfully placed her on the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with a blanket, and then sat closest to her, quietly accompanying her to sleep, as he had done countless times before.

During the days Selena stayed with the Turner family, Osvaldo had never returned to the Anderson family. With her sudden return, the capital became chaotic, and coupled with his and Christ's previous behavior, the pressure on the Turner family was even greater than Selena had imagined. He had to take action to suppress it.

It wasn't until the Turner family banquet, with the intervention of the two major military districts, that the situation finally stabilized.

Patrick did not tell Selena about these things, and of course, neither did Osvaldo.

He gazed quietly at the beautiful face of the young girl, his eyes full of love and obsession. Before meeting Selena, Osvaldo had never known that there could be someone in this world who could make him feel so heartbroken. At the moment he saw her, his heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently brush over the girl's delicate eyes, thinking of the bright and cold light that shone in her eyes when they were open. Every time she smiled, he wanted to pluck all the stars from the sky and give them to her.

Osvaldo's gaze fell on her tender red lips, and his eyes suddenly became profound. He remembered the deep sweetness and softness he felt every time he kissed her, which made him unable to resist but also forced him to endure it.

This girl must have been sent by heaven specifically to torment him...

As this thought crossed Osvaldo's mind, Selena suddenly raised her hand in her sleep, grabbing his arm with both hands and hugging his hand tightly to her chest. The young girl didn't sleep well in the darkness, and after hugging him, she seemed to have held onto something warm, unable to resist snuggling closer.

Osvaldo's eyes grew dark, and he remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, he lowered his head and leaned close to Selena's ear, whispering, "Do you know who | am?"