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?

soon as you hear anything new. And tighten security around the hotel. No one comes in

“Understood, ma’am.”

mind raced. The idea of Margret being behind the fire made

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

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 children

on the door

the room. She had a file in

few more things,” Glory said, her eyes darting between me and the papers in her hands. “The legal team wants

said with a wave of my hand.

but she lingered for a moment. “Ma’am…

the question. “I’m fine, Glory.

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Chapter 53

a soft, almost pitying smile. “It’s just… with the kids gone

ahead and handle the insurance. I’ll be ready

the empty space, the silence deafening. My kids were everything to me, and not having them close felt like someone had ripped

my ankle absently. The injury was healing, but it still throbbed with a dull ache. I’d been so busy handling business and making sure the authorities were doing their

my phone closer, hesitating for a moment before dialing Alex’s

picked up. His voice

my throat, pushing down the lump of emotions that threatened to spill

meant for me but