Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 84

Christiana’s POV

Cold water splashed over my head, jolting me awake with a sharp gasp. I coughed, sputtering as the icy sensation hit my skin, sending shivers down my spine. My hair clung to my face, drenched, but all I could feel was the surge of anger bubbling up inside me. No more fear. Not today,

I blinked against the harsh light streaming through the cracks of the warehouse windows. Dawn. The night had come and gone, and yet they were still here, still masked, still silent, still looming over me like faceless shadows.

But I wasn’t the same as I was yesterday. No pleading. No begging. My mind wasn’t on my captors anymore. It was on my children, Ethan and Emma. They needed me. They were probably terrified, waiting for me to come home. My heart clenched at the thought of their tear–streaked faces, but I swallowed that fear, burying it beneath my anger.

“What do you want?” I spat, glaring at the men. My voice was hoarse, but the fury behind it was unmistakable. “Who sent you? Why are you keeping me here like this? Answer me!”

They remained silent, their eyes hidden behind the black fabric of their masks. The sound of my own ragged breathing filled the air as I strained against the ropes binding me to the chair. My wrists were sore, rubbed raw from my earlier struggles, but I wasn’t about to stop

I cursed under my breath, the rage spilling over. “What is this?” I yelled, my voice echoing in the empty space. going to kill me, then just get it over with! Stop making me suffert I’m not afraid of you!”

“If you’re

One of the men stepped forward, his movements slow and deliberate. I tensed, glaring at him through the strands of wet hair falling into my eyes.

“We’re just following instructions,” he said finally, his voice cold, devoid of any emotion.

“Instructions?” I snapped, laughing bitterly. “How much did they pay you, huh? How much for my life? Whatever it is, I’ll triple it! I swear, I’ll give you whatever you want. Just let me go. My kids need me!” My voice cracked at the end, but I forced myself to stay strong, locking eyes with him even though I couldn’t see his face.

The man didn’t flinch, didn’t react to my outburst. He merely tilted his head slightly, as if contemplating my offer, but there was no real consideration in his posture. He was a puppet, and I wasn’t the one pulling the strings.

He shook his head, his voice flat. “It’s not about money”

“Then what? What do you want from me? I’m innocent! I haven’t

Silence. Again.

it, I spat in his direction, my hands curling into fists despite the bindings “Cowards! All of you! Hiding behind masks, doing someone else’s dirty work. If you had any decency, you’d end this

calm, too calm, and that unnerved me. He bent down slightly, meeting my eyes through the narrow slits in

know is

personal? You’re keeping me tied up like some animal while my children…” My voice broke, but I

straight again, silent, unmoved. None of them flinched. None of

the corners of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Not now.

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them. “You have the

guilt. They only cared about their orders. I could see it in their cold, empty stares, in the rigid way they moved. To

was trapped, bound by ropes and helpless to

ever get out of here.. I will make them pay. Every

Now, all I could do was wait. Wait for

The only sounds in the room were the faint hum of a distant engine and the muffled footsteps of my captors moving around outside. My wrists ached, my back stiff from sitting in the same position for so

bread, some kind of stew, and water. My stomach twisted in hunger, but

mind immediately jumping to one thought: poison. My gut screamed that this wasn’t just food. This was another way to

said flatly, his voice muffled

him, crossing my arms as best I could in my bound position. “You think I’m stupid? You want me to eat that so

no expression, no flicker of emotion. Then, without a word, he reached down, took a piece of the bread, and ripped it in half. Slowly, deliberately, he lifted it to his mouth and ate it, chewing it

didn’t say a word. Just ate. As if reading my mind, he reached down