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.”

seemed to vanish. “What?”

she stammered. “Mark said–he saw it happen. Masked men. They…

against my ribs, and I could barely hear anything over the

body tensing, muscles

said there were gunshots.. he couldn’t do anything. They

fury building like a storm in my

alternating between the anger burning through my veins and the

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with the kids” I sand through clenched teeth, barely able to contain the tremor in my voice. I’m coming

hung up before she could respond, my heart hammering against my chest. I paced the room, the air suffocating around me. Every nerve in my body screamed at me to do something, to find

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

clenched so tightly it hurt. Whoever they were, whatever they

door, a single thought echoed in my mind: God help them if

with rage and urgency. The moment I entered

marched straight to the front desk, my voice coming out like a low

up at me, startled by my intensity.

my gaze hard as steel I didn’t have time for questions or procedures. I was Alex Williams Alistai, and my family was in danger. They’d damn well

picking up the phone to make a call. Moments later, I was ushered into a room with the head detective, a grizzled man in his

extending a hand I didn’t take.

mother was kidnapped. I need every available officer looking for

up, clearly not used to being given orders. He gestured for me to sit down, but I remained standing. Tell me

taken right outside her office. Masked men. Guns. Her driver aw it happen, but

it’s crucial we handle this properly. Have

could be some sick attempt at leverage against me. But