Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 49

Alexander POV

I found my mother in her study late afternoon. She was sitting in her usual chair, the one by the window, with a cup of tea perched delicately on the table beside her. Her posture was as stiff as ever, her expression one of cool, nonchalant as she skimmed through the pages of a magazine.

“Mother, we need to talk,” I said, my voice strained as I stepped into the room.

She looked up from the magazine, arching an eyebrow at me. “Alex, dear, what’s the matter? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost.”

I didn’t waste time with pleasantries. “Christiana’s house was set on fire last night,” I said, watching her closely, searching for any flicker of emotion. The entire place was destroyed. The kids were inside.”

Her eyes widened slightly, and she set the magazine down, her lips pressing into a thin line. “The children… are they alright?” she asked, her tone as controlled as always, but I could hear the underlying concern.

“They’re fine,” I replied, though my voice was tight with the tension I was barely holding back. “Thankfully, they got out in time. But the fire was no accident”

Her gaze hardened, and I could see the gears turning in her mind. “What are you suggesting, Alex?” she asked, her tone icy. “That someone deliberately tried to harm them?”

I swallowed hard, preparing myself for what I had to say next. “Mother… did you have anything to do with this?”

Her reaction was immediate. Her eyes flashed with anger, and she shot up from her chair, her voice rising. “Are you out of your mind, Alex? How dare you accuse me of something so vile!”

“I had to ask,” I said, my voice cold, though it pained me to be this way with her. “I know how much you despise Christiana, how much you hate the idea of her being in our lives again. But if you did anything–if you even considered putting those kids in danger-”

“Stop right there!” she snapped, pointing a finger at me, her expression furious. “Yes, I loathe that woman, but those children. are my blood, my grandchildren! I would never harm them! How could you even think that?”

my voice low and dangerous. “Because if I find out that anyone

faltered, shock replacing the anger in her eyes. “Are you threatening me, Alex?” she asked, her voice quiet, almost

I couldn’t. The words hung in the air between us, heavy and unresolved. Instead, I turned and walked out of the room, ignoring the sound of her voice calling after me, demanding that I come back, that

looked at him, the way the kids had run

Every step felt like I was walking through quicksand, my mind a chaotic mess of conflicting thoughts and emotions. I had failed them. I had failed her. The woman

this horrible uncertainty about who could have done this. The confrontation with Daniel, the fire–it was all

a splash of cold water. I wanted to scream, to punch something, to find whoever had done this and make them pay.

was I going to do?

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Chapter 49

mind, and I

her.

right now, it felt like I was losing

calm the storm raging inside me. I pulled out my phone and dialed James’s number, my fingers trembling slightly with the pent–up frustration and anxiety that had

only once before he

James’s voice came through the line, professional as ever, but

I said, trying to keep my voice steady, “what’s the update? What have you

brief pause, and I could hear him taking a breath on the other end. “The private investigators and the police are still looking into

anger in check.

he was reluctant to say the words out loud. “They sprayed diesel over the

couldn’t speak. The image of it played out in my mind–Christiana, the kids, everyone in the house, completely unaware of the nightmare descending upon them

silence. “Whoever they were, they planned this meticulously.

it did nothing to release the rage boiling inside me. “How can they be so elusive? No one saw anything? No one heard