Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo)

Chapter 1427 Confession

The onlookers watched the disheveled Selena and the proud and arrogant Vivian, feeling a complex mix of emotions.

No one could have predicted that Miss Turner, who was always so high and mighty, would be bested by a woman like Vivian.

Despite their disdain and contempt for Vivian's character, many of the young ladies couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as

they watched her bask in her victory.

After all, who wouldn't want to be in the position of the Anderson family's mistress?

And who wouldn't want to be with a man like Osvaldo?

Vivian was the only one who had succeeded.

As Vivian was about to continue gloating, Selena, who had been bowing her head, suddenly raised her face. Her dark eyes locked

coldly onto Vivian's. "My man will never be left to you, even if | don't want him!" she declared.

In the bathroom, Osvaldo suddenly felt something stir within him, and his heart skipped a beat. The next second, he turned around

and strode out.

As Selena spoke, she raised the gun in her hand and aimed it at Vivian. The look of triumph on Vivian's face turned to fear, and she

screamed, "You crazy woman!"

Terrified that Selena might actually shoot her, Vivian panicked and ran towards the crowd.

Just then, the sound of a door opening was heard from behind her.

Vivian's heart leapt with joy, and her face twisted into a look of fear and helplessness. She turned around and ran towards the

newcomer. "Osvaldo, Selena's gone crazy, she's trying to kill me..."

The onlookers, who had been staring at Selena in fear, turned their attention to the door.

Even Christ and Alfie, who had been silently watching Selena, looked up and fixed their gaze on the newcomer.

The only person who didn't move was Selena, who stood still in her spot. She stared at the door, which she had been unable to

open no matter how hard she had tried, with no expression on her face.

Osvaldo emerged from the door, walking towards her.

His hair and clothes were damp, as if he had just taken a shower. As soon as he lifted his head, he saw Selena standing across from

him, holding a gun aimed at him.

She was being supported by another man, and her delicate body was standing there shakily, like a broken doll. Her face and body

were covered in blood, and her dark eyes looked at him with no warmth.

As Osvaldo met the gaze of those familiar yet unfamiliar eyes, a sour and uneasy feeling crept up through his heart. It felt like

someone had opened up a wound in his heart and extracted the most precious thing from it, leaving him bleeding and wounded.

His body trembled slightly.

Vivian clutched his sleeve and cried pitifully, "Osvaldo, Selena wants to kill me..."

Selena looked at Vivian, who was hiding behind Osvaldo, and coldly said with a triumphant smile, "Get out of here!"

"Get out of here!"

Two voices almost overlapped, and with the sound, there was a woman's sudden scream.

A cold wind blew before anyone could react, and Osvaldo had already reached Selena, snatching her back from Christ's grasp and

holding her tightly in his arms.

The man's face turned pale, and his slightly choked throat seemed to contain a heart full of blood. "Selena..."

Selena struggled frantically in his arms. "Let go of me! | don't want you! | want to kill her, kill her..."

As she spoke, blood dripped from the corners of her blood-stained lips.

Osvaldo looked at the glaring red color, and his mind was suddenly overwhelmed with pain and fear. "Don't be afraid, I'll take you

to see a doctor..."

He wanted to carry Selena away, but Selena struggled fiercely in his arms, hoarsely shouting, "Let go of me, | don't want you..."

Osvaldo's breathing suddenly stopped.

Selena pushed and shoved his arms and stumbled backward from his embrace, stubbornly and coldly looking at him. "I don't want

you..."

All expression disappeared from Osvaldo's face, and his deep black eyes stuck to her relentlessly. "Selena, take back those words."

Selena shook her head and murmured, "You belong to Vivian, not me..."

"My Osvaldo is gone..."

The man's expression twisted for a moment, and he suddenly tightened his grip on Selena, as if he wanted to melt her into his

flesh and blood.

He gently wiped away the bloodstains from her lips and spoke softly, as if with more strength, semotion would burst out

uncontrollably. "Selena, listen to me, take back those words, okay?"

Selena was in pain.

She was tightly pressed against the man's chest, her slender body fitting tightly against his, without any gaps, allowing her to

clearly see the anger in his eyes, the anger that wanted to completely possess her.

But these arms, these hands, just held another woman and had passionate sex with her... Selena couldn't resist anymore and her

pale face reached its boiling point. "Get away from me! You disgust me, all of you!"

Osvaldo stared at her intensely, struggling to control his emotions that were about to explode. "Selena, | didn't-"

"Osvaldo, | am the one you love!" A sudden sharp voice interrupted Osvaldo's words.

Vivian, who had been thrown off by Osvaldo, lay on the ground, feeling cold all over, incredulously watching the scene.

Why didn't it work?

Didn't that woman say that as long as she could ensure that the first person Osvaldo saw when he woke up was her, he would fall

in love with her unconditionally?

But he had just fallen in love with her...

Panic, fear, unwillingness, and jealousy flooded Vivian's mind. Just as Osvaldo was about to speak, Vivian couldn't help but scream

out loud.

The piercing sound entered Osvaldo's ears, and that strange feeling of disgust hit him again, driving him to turn his head and look

at Vivian.

But he knew more clearly that the person in his arms was his true and only lover.

Osvaldo looked at his wife with madness and obsession.

He looked at her pale and delicate face, her cold and resistant eyes, and remembered how beautiful her smile was, how sweet her

lips were, and how she called out "honey."

He remembered his wife's confession, sweet and shy, holding him and saying, "I like you...

| like you.

| like you.

... I like you."

The innocent and joyful confession of the young girl echoed in his ears.

But now she was hurt and sad.

She said she didn't want him anymore...

Osvaldo's eyes seemed to bleed for a moment, and he suddenly grabbed the hand Selena was holding the gun with, mercilessly

aimed the muzzle at himself, pressed her fingers, and pulled the trigger.