Billionaire’s Ex-wife : Craving You

Chapter 122

RAVEL

PRESENT TIME

Hazel, with her unwavering determination, remains resolute in her insistence on personally overseeing the DNA test for David and Monica. Despite my relentless attempts to sway her from this path, her stubbornness shines through. It’s a quality of hers that I’m well acquainted with, and given the difficulty of changing her mind, I’ve instead opted to provide her with my wholehearted support and encouragement, all the while being vigilant in protecting her from potential troubles.

Indeed, it’s the least I can do for her during this trying time: The realization that the person in question was in close proximity to my woman and our daughter sends shivers down my spine. It’s disconcerting to think that Hazel had placed enough trust in him to leave our precious Daisy under his care. Under such circumstances, it wouldn’t be entirely shocking if we were to uncover a connection between him and the harrowing disappearance and kidnapping of our dear Daisy.

Carrying out Sabestine’s instructions had become a solemn obligation for me. The breakfast I shared with Hazel yesterday, while it might seem like a gesture of happiness, was anything but that. After all, how could one revel in joy when the shadow of my missing daughter loomed over every moment? My primary objective in close proximity to Hazel was not just to provide moral support but also to ignite a reaction from the individual responsible for those chilling, threatening messages.

The only hope I held was that by being close to Hazel, holding her hand, planting soft kisses on her cheek and her hand, it might somehow provoke the person responsible for sending those ominous messages to send more information.

Several essential documents necessitated her signature, a task that had to be attended to in person, as Agatha, our usual courier of these documents, was preoccupied with other commitments. I saw it as a golden opportunity to encourage Hazel to step out

concern that went beyond the excuse of his -healing gunshot wound. It was crystal clear to me that trust, even in the slightest degree, was a scarce commodity in

dealings with him.

actions played a part in David’s presence in Hazel’s life. Regret gnaws at me as I mull over the notion that, had I not driven her away with my past hurtful behavior,

outside world through the kitchen window, all the while trying to maintain focus on Raymond’s words resonating from the other end of the telephone line. “I appreciate your optimism and the

that bastard turning to the police

fear might indeed be the more prudent approach,” I admitted, acknowledging the need for a solution that could halt the

peril. We were now confronted with a daunting task of devising a plan that not only brought the malefactor to justice but also ensured

the mysterious sender being obsessed with Hazel, then know that no level of negogiation or compromise will make him change his mind about letting you and Hazel live happily forever after. If you plan on catching him, then you have to come

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