Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 82

Alexander POV.

My phone buzzed on the table, vibrating against the wooden surface. I glanced at the screen, Ethan’s name appeared in big, bold letters. My chest tightened slightly. It was unusual for him to call me this late.

I answered quickly, “Hey, buddy. What’s up?”

“Dad. Ethan’s voice was small, shaky. “Mom hasn’t come home yet.”

My heart skipped a beat. I stood up from the couch, my mind already racing. “What do you mean? It’s late, she should’ve been home by now.”

“I–I don’t know. She’s not here.” His voice wavered, and I could hear Emma in the background, her tiny voice saying. “Where’s Mommy?”

My hand tightened around the phone. “Ethan, put the nanny on the phone.”

There was a shuffle, and then the nanny’s voice broke through the line, worried and rushed. “Mr. Alex, it’s true. I’ve been trying to reach her, but her line is unreachable, And… the driver. Mark…he’s not answering either.”

Panic rugged at the back of my mind, but I forced myself to stay calm. “Have you tried calling anyone else? Her office, her friends?”

“I called her assistant, Grace,” the nanny said, her voice laced with tension, “but no one’s heard from her. I’ve never seen the kids this worried. They keep asking for her.”

My pulse quickened. Christiana was never this late without telling someone. I glanced at the clock, each minute felt heavier than the last. Something wasn’t right.

Stay with the kids. I’m sure there’s an explanation. I’ll figure it out,” I tried to reassure her, though my gut twisted in knots..

Suddenly, I heard a commotion in the background. The sound of the nanny gasping filled the line, followed by deep, hurried male voices. My grip tightened on the phone as I strained to hear what was happening.

“Nanny? What’s going on?” 1 demanded, my voice rising.

Her voice came back, trembling and breathless. “Mr. Alex, I… Mark’s just returned. H–he said… they took her.”

my lungs seemed to vanish. “What?” My

it

tilted beneath me. My heart slammed against my ribs, and I could barely hear anything over

entire body tensing, muscles coiling with

couldn’t do anything. They dragged her

building like a storm in my chest. Christiana had been taken. Someone had dared to

pain grounding me for a second. My mind raced, alternating between the anger burning through my veins and the fear creeping in. Who were they? What did

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with the kids” I sand through clenched teeth, barely able

around me. Every nerve in my body screamed at me to do something, to find her, to make

anger. The thought of her alone, afraid, nearly drove me mad. I swallowed hard, trying to control the violent surge of emotions, but it was no use. The

I grabbed

were, whatever they wanted. I’d find them. I’d tear the world apart

rushed out the door, a single thought echoed in my mind: God help them

entered eyes turned to me. I didn’t care. The only thing on my mind was Christiana, my children’s mother being taken by

voice coming out like a low growl.

at me, startled by my intensity. She blinked twice before asking, “Sir,

my gaze hard as steel I didn’t have time for questions or procedures. I was

Moments later, I was ushered into a room with the head detective, a grizzled man in his fifties. He stood up as I

a hand

with pleasantries. “Christiana Davis, my children’s mother was kidnapped. I need every available officer looking

given orders. He gestured for me to sit down, but I remained standing. Tell me what happened,” he said, his voice calmer than I

was taken right outside her office.

we handle this properly. Have you received any ransom demands? Do you

aspect. For all I knew, this could be some sick attempt at leverage against