Chapter 9

Christiana’s POV

I finally managed to rein in my emotions, my breath steadying as I faced Alex. His cold smirk still lingered, making my blood run cold. I forced myself to maintain a facade of calming and asked, “Who told you the kids were yours?”

Alex’s eyes remained steady, unblinking “I know they’re mine.”

I tried to keep my voice even, though it quivered with the effort. “The kids aren’t yours. Get that out of your head.”

A flash of anger crossed Alex’s face as he countered, “The kids are mine. They look exactly like me–especially Ethan. And Emma,

My mouth fell open in shock. He knew their names? How deep had he dug? A suffocating silence enveloped us, the kind that makes every second feel like an eternity. Everyone in the room seemed to hold their breath, eyes flicking between Alex and

  1. me.

I turned away from him, the weight of his words pressing down on me. I needed to escape, to find a place to breathe because things were happening too fast.

But Alex’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and accusatory. “You planned to hide my kids from me?”

I spun back around, facing him. “For Pete’s sake, the kids aren’t yours. Stop being delusional and stay the hell away from me.”

He moved swiftly, catching my wrist with a firm grip. His eyes bore into mine, his gaze fiem. “The only person who is delusional here is you, Christiana. Lying that those kids aren’t mine.”

struck a

glared at him, struggling to free my hand from his grip. It wasn’t tight but

that we divorced five years ago, and

to control my rage. “The kids belong

from anger to fake curiosity. He leaned closer, dropping his smirk.

mouth, but no words came out. The truth was caught in my throat, trapped between my need to protect my children and

of emotions. My heart

a knife. “You expect me

“Leave me alone, Alex. The kids are not yours. You don’t

effortlessly, his voice growing more insistent. “You can’t shut me out like this.

to know me”

he had hurt me and how his presence was a constant reminder of a past I wanted to leave behind. But I couldn’t let him see how much his

caught up in our argument that I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. My foot caught on a loose piece of

presence anchoring me. I was startled by his

said, his voice low and steady. “You almost

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Chapter 9

my face flushed with embarrassment and irritation. “I don’t

concern etched in his features. “I just don’t want you getting

to mask my disdain. “I don’t want you near me or my children.

trailed after me, persistent and infuriating. My heart

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