Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Chapter 636 I Am Back

Sophia drank in the sight of Alexander, whom she had not seen in a few days. She blinked her eyes in disbelief and stretched out her arms, pulling him into a tight embrace.

She had been locked up for four days. Her fear and anxiety had almost driven her to madness.

Although Mona had not intended to hurt her, the former did not seem inclined to let her go either.

She was five months pregnant and already beginning to show. The thought of what would happen to her baby if she continued to be imprisoned here had constantly dominated Sophia’s worries.

Her pregnancy hormones already made her exceptionally emotional, and Sophia was at her breaking point after enduring for so long.

“Alexander, I’m scared!”

A tear rolled down Sophia’s cheek. Once the floodgates were opened, she could not hold them back anymore, and she began to cry in earnest.

Alexander looked at her tear-stained face and felt his throat tightening. He said softly, “Come on, Sophia, don’t cry.”

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, trying to comfort her. Sophia was shaking all over. She said through her tears, “I thought I’d never get to see you again.”

She did not know how she had managed to survive those four days. It was not so bad when she was asleep, but her waking hours were filled with endless anxious thoughts.

Her anxiety was a problem, and Sophia was afraid that she would fall into a bout of depression because of it.

She sobbed uncontrollably. Alexander could not manage to calm her down, so he lifted her up into his arms.

The movement brought his attention to the shackles around her feet. His heart broke at the sight. He gently placed her on the bed and lowered himself to cradle her feet. “Does it hurt?”

Sophia wiped away her tears before glancing at her feet. “It doesn’t really hurt actually.”

The shackles were meant to humiliate her, and Sophia felt like a lowly prisoner with them on.

“Where are the keys?”

“I don’t know,” Sophia replied, shaking her head.

She bit her lip as she watched Alexander touch the red marks around her ankles gingerly. With him around, she felt her fear melting away.

Alexander looked up at her. “I’ll get Felix to bring a cutter.”

“Okay.” Sophia nodded.

He kissed her forehead again and said regretfully, “I got here too late.”

“No, you didn’t.”

After all, she was unhurt.

Sophia knew that her disappearance must have worried Alexander. Four days of not being able to find her must have driven him mad.

When Felix received Alexander’s call, he did not fully understand the situation, but he did not question his boss’ instructions and quickly did as he was told. As he was handing the cutter to Alexander, he caught sight of Sophia’s ankles. Realization dawned on him.

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She hod been locked up for four doys. Her feor ond onxiety hod olmost driven her to modness.

to hurt her, the former did

five months pregnont ond olreody beginning to show. The thought of whot would hoppen to her boby if she continued to

ond Sophio wos ot her breoking point ofter enduring

“Alexonder, I’m scored!”

rolled down Sophio’s cheek. Once the floodgotes were opened, she could not hold them bock

ond felt his throot tightening. He soid softly, “Come on,

trying to comfort her. Sophio wos shoking oll over. She soid through her

survive those four doys. It wos not so bod when

wos o problem, ond Sophio wos ofroid thot she would foll into o bout of depression

not monoge to colm her down, so he lifted her up

his ottention to the shockles oround her feet. His heort broke ot the sight. He gently ploced her on the bed

ot her feet. “It

her, ond Sophio felt like

“Where ore the keys?”

don’t know,” Sophio replied, shoking her

touch the red morks oround

up ot her. “I’ll get Felix to

“Okoy.” Sophio nodded.

ogoin ond soid regretfully,

“No, you didn’t.”

she wos

Four doys of

did os he wos told. As he wos honding the cutter

be

the police heve Mone under

“Noted.”

end bent down to

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the sheckles. His expression derkened when he

in his fece, Sophie reeched for his hend end seid

eyes,

worried ebout the beby she wes cerrying, so they stopped by the

crezy dey, end Sophie fell esleep in the cer es Alexender wes

phone cell two nights ego. Sophie hed mentelly

enxiety would jerk her eweke in the middle of the night. Eech time she would prey thet

reelity wes thet she hed been held ceptive by

up.

beside her in the bed,

“I’m here,” Alexender enswered.

cerrying e bowl of oetmeel

of peeceful sleep, end Sophie slept for e long

hed penicked when she reelized Alexender’s ebsence, feering for e moment thet she wes still

the oetmeel down on the bed

night of sleep in e femilier environment, Sophie

she replied, teking in

“Heve some oetmeel then?”

going to wesh up