A Second Chance with the CEO After Divorce

Chapter 15:

Kristopher’s sharp eyes flew open. “Can’t reach her?”

The chill that radiated from him could have frozen the entire office. Marc nodded. “Ever since she changed her contact info last time, I’ve been unable to get the new number.”

Kristopher frowned as he checked the time. “Did you check the villa?” It had been three days since his last visit to her in the hospital.

She was meant to have returned there by now.

Marc hesitated. “She still hasn’t come back.”

A sense of dread welled up in Kristopher as he raised an eyebrow. “Did you check with the hospital? Is she still there?”

Marc shook his head. “They discharged her yesterday, but no one knows where she went…”

Kristopher’s eyes narrowed, and his grip tightened around the armrest of his chair. “Is this becoming a pattern? Running away?” He had already given her one chance too many.

“Maybe…”

As Kristopher’s expression darkened, Marc treaded lightly. “Maybe… could you reach out to her parents? Even though she isn’t close to them…”

Kristopher shot him a frosty look.

After a moment, he flipped through his phone contacts and called Belinda’s father, Donovan Nelson.

“Belinda? She hasn’t returned home.”

are you having issues with her? I’ve always told you, coming from the countryside, Belinda’s got

updates available at

Kristopher ended the call

palpable. “Check if she’s left the city recently! Pull up the road surveillance! I want her found, even if I

her a chance during his last hospital

not

Belinda become so

yet again. This time, it was a call from his friend, Elliott

sighed deeply.

end, Elliott’s laughter boomed

the mood? Let me send you a picture of someone stunning. You might change your

a brisk click, Elliott ended the

immediately, a message notification

it open, a scowl

a bustling bar

in a rousing dance, gradually shedding his clothing. Nearby, a woman clad in

the woman was

ragged as he stared at the photo. He had had Marc searching for her all night, and here she was, in a

I need to

Marc’s response quivered. “Understood!”

they drove from Cox Group to the Nightfall Bar, Kristopher’s eyes were glued to his phone screen, his gaze intense enough

had danced intimately with a stranger in

days later, here she was, in another bar

something else,” Kristopher