Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo)

Chapter 901 Lost for So Long, Yet There Is Always a Return This man, with such a captivating appearance and aura, coming to a place like this, one couldn't help but wonder if he came to take advantage of others or was taken advantage of himself.

The girl couldn't help but reveal her infatuation, picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Osvaldo with a coquettish smile, "Mr. Anderson, have a drink." Osvaldo's gaze slid coldly over the girl's face and he spoke with icy tone, "Get lost." The pretty face of the girl instantly turned pale.

Freddie's annoyance rose in his eyes and he waved his hand. The person behind him immediately took the girl out, James looked at Freddie and spoke to Osvaldo, "This matter was not done by David. He had another purpose in targeting your wife, and he won't kill her until he achieves that purpose." If it was just to kill Selena to vent anger, David didn't need to come back in person. It's just that they haven't found out why David suddenly targeted Selena.

There is someone behind the scenes who instigated Angie to kill Selena.

As for who it is... Osvaldo probably already has an idea in his heart.

Osvaldo didn't say anything, stood up and walked out.

Freddie watched his back and his face turned cold.

James looked at him and frowned, "He has always hated women getting close to him. Why did you make a woman go drink with him..." Weren't they trying to force Osvaldo to leave? Freddie sneered, "What about hating women... He is very good to Selena!" James withdrew his gaze, "Whether there is Selena or not, he won't like Vivian." The sleek sports car raced through the night.

The dim light spilled on the dark and shiny car body, reflecting a cold and dark luster, just like the man's pitch- black and gloomy eyes in the driver's seat.

A gust of wind blew and Osvaldo got out of the car. There was a touch of coldness in his eyes.

The young man with black hair raised his eyes and the pitch-black pupils reflected the snow-white sky.

In the midst of the snowstorm, a brightly lit villa stood in front of him, radiating a warm and welcoming light.

There was a girl with a warm appearance, wearing fluffy gloves and leather boots, standing on the steps, watching the snow. When she saw his figure, her eyes suddenly lit up and she ran towards him with joy.

Osvaldo was momentarily blinded by the snow.

He lowered his head and blinked lightly. The snowflakes fell from his eyes. When he looked up again, he collided with the girl who had just run up to him.

The man almost instinctively lifted her up and held her in his arms, lowered his head and lightly rubbed her smooth cheeks, confirming that her skin was warm before saying in a low voice, "Why did you come out?" He hadn't heard her voice in a long time.

Osvaldo looked up and saw Selena's smile disappear from her face.

Selena stared at him blankly, her face somewhat pale, "You have... on you..." Osvaldo grabbed Selena's waist, stopped her from moving back, raised her chin with his hand and stared at her, "What does Selena want to say?" Selena bit her lip and slightly tilted her head, trying to avoid the man's icy and bone-penetrating gaze. But before she could move, Osvaldo forcibly turned her back to him. His eerie black eyes stared fixedly at Selena's small face, his voice carrying a hint of seduction and danger, "What's wrong with me?" Selena choked, her chest filled with numerous negative emotions of jealousy and bitterness, making her feel uncomfortable. She looked at him quietly and said, "... Why is there a woman's perfume smell on you?" Osvaldo smiled, a hint of sinister cunning flowing in his eyes. He locked his gaze tightly on her and said, "Selena cares so much... that | went to find another woman?" Selena's face turned even paler. "We are still husband and wife, you... can't do that..." Osvaldo met her gaze, his eyes containing a hint of accusation. His eerie gaze seemed to turn into substance, inch by inch, and meticulously exploring every subtle expression on her face, as if he wanted to melt the girl in his arms completely.

Selena felt her body go weak under his gaze. It seemed like even her bones had gone numb, and a chilling feeling crept up her spine, making her shudder all over.

The next second, Selena heard the man chuckle lightly. His long, slender hands tightened around her, pulling her into his chest. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, "There's nothing like that..." Selena's eyes brightened slightly.

"Only you," the man bit her collarbone, his voice hoarse and low, "from start to finish, only you." Selena trembled and shrunk her head, letting out a sigh of relief, but her expression still showed resentment, "...

perfume smell." Osvaldo looked at the little vinegar jar and a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes. He brushed his fingers over the corner of her mouth, "It was an accident. It won't happen again." Selena smiled sweetly, her pretty face adorned with a touch of sweetness, but suddenly remembered something, and her eyes dimmed, "... if..." Osvaldo seemed to know what she was going to say and stopped her before she could speak.

"Don't say those things to me," Osvaldo whispered in her ear, his cold voice filled with tender murmurs. "I will be unhappy." For a moment, Selena's heart seemed to be struck hard by something heavy, making it tremble. She occupied the position of Osvaldo's wife, but did not fulfill her duty as a wife. She also domineeringly forbid him from seeing other women, which was unfair to him no matter how she looked at it.

Osvaldo held her face, looking into her dark beautiful eyes, as if he was looking at his whole world with full concentration. "Selena, remember that | allow you to delay your answer to me without limit, allow you to be capricious and jealous, allow you to claim everything that belongs to me without hesitation, but never push me towards other women, | will be angry and cannot resist punishing you." Selena met his gentle yet elusive gaze, her heart trembling. In the man's dark eyes, she could vaguely sense a sense of deep-seated obsession.

Selena's long eyelashes fell, covering the expression in her eyes. "... Osvaldo..." Osvaldo kissed her black hair, his voice soft and penetrating into her bone marrow. "Selena, | am yours alone. No one can take me away from you. | like the way you get jealous for me." Selena's eyelashes trembled.

She had only found out yesterday that this man liked her, but she did not know that he liked her to this extent.

She even vaguely felt a sense of suffocation and oppression.

Could she really handle this heavy affection? A hint of confusion flashed across Selena's eyes. She lifted her face and looked up at him with her small face.

"I'm not as good as you think I am..." He had only seen her gentle beauty, kindness, and strength, but he had not seen her calculating nature and the coldness and ruthlessness when she destroyed lives.

Osvaldo laughed and picked her up like a delicate little doll. "Selena, you are even more beautiful and noble than what | have seen, right?"