Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 53

Christiana’s POV

I sat at the edge of the hotel bed, staring blankly at the empty space in front of me. The room was quiet, painfully quiet, without the usual chatter of my kids. For the first time since they were born, Ethan and Emma weren’t with me, and it was eating me alive. I rubbed my hands over my face, trying to push away the rising anxiety that threatened to overwhelm me.

Just one night, I

I had always been the one to tuck them in, tell them stories, watch their eyes flutter as sleep took over. But tonight, they were with Alex. I had given in, letting them stay with him for just one night, and yet… the emptiness gnawed at me. reminded myself. “It’s just one night, Christiana. Get a grip.

The phone on the desk buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts. It was Glory, my P.A

“Ma’am, I’ve got some updates from the police, Glory’s voice was sharp, businesslike, but there was a hint of concern hidden beneath it. I sighed, leaning back on the bed and holding the phone to my ear.

“Go on,” I said, keeping my voice steady. I couldn’t afford to let anyone, not even Glory, know how much the situation was rattling me.

“They’re still looking into the source of the fire, but it’s confirmed now–someone did set it. They’re narrowing down suspects. but no one’s been caught yet. They think it was done from the air–possibly a helicopter. Whoever it was, they were professionals.”

I gritted my teeth, the anger bubbling up in my chest. A helicopter. Someone had gone to such lengths to destroy my home, to hurt my children and me. My heart ached just thinking about it. I glanced at the window, my heart was doing dangerous backflip in my chest. Who could have wanted us dead?

“Did they trace anything else?” I asked, trying to focus on the task at hand,

Glory hesitated. “Not yet, but they’re looking into it. They suspect that whoever was behind this has connections… maybe event resources close to you.”

The statement hung in the air for a moment, and I clenched my fists. I knew exactly what she was hinting at. Mrs. Margret Alistair. Alex’s mother. The woman who had never hidden her disdain for me, even when I was pregnant with the twins. But then again…would she go that far? Would she risk hurting the grandchildren she supposedly loved just to get rid of me?

“I want updates as soon as you hear anything new. And tighten security around the hotel.

“Understood, ma’am.”

raced. The idea of Margret being behind the fire made sense, but it

my stomach. My instincts told me this wasn’t over–far from it. And while the police were still piecing things together, I had to keep my guard up. For

to the window, staring out at the skyline. Normally, I found solace in the view. It reminded me of how far I’d come, the empire I had built from the ground up. But tonight, the weight of everything felt too heavy. The absence of my

knock on the

turning as Glory stepped into the room. She had a file in her hand, probably filled with the latest reports on the

eyes darting between me and the papers in her hands. “The legal team wants to know how you’d like to

said with a wave

she lingered for a moment.

her, taken aback by the question. “I’m

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Chapter 53

with the kids gone for the night, and everything going

ahead and handle the

deafening. My kids were everything to me, and not having them close felt like someone had ripped out a piece of my soul. 1 wanted

absently. The injury was healing, but it still throbbed with a dull ache. I’d been so busy handling business and making

my phone closer, hesitating for a moment before dialing Alex’s number. I wasn’t

he picked up. His voice was low

lump of emotions that threatened to

replied, and I could hear the slight softness in his tone, one that wasn’t meant for me but for the kids. “They’re already in bed. They wanted to stay up longer, but