Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 170

Chapter 169

Christiana’s POV.

The sound of gravel crunching beneath someone’s boots sent a jolt of fear through me. My chest tightened as I clutched my coat, trying to keep the shivers from taking over. The wind felt colder now, biting against my skin. A shadow moved from the trees, and a figure stepped into the faint light coming from my car’s headlights.

He was wearing a mask. Black, featureless, and terrifying.

“Are you alone?” the man asked, his voice muffled and low.

“Yes,” I choked out, my voice trembling. My hands were clammy and my legs felt like they would give out at any second. “I’m alone. Please… I just want my kids.”

The man didn’t respond. He stepped closer, his movements slow and deliberate, like he was in no rush. My breathing quickened as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of black fabric.

“Turn around,” he ordered.

I froze, my feet rooted to the spot.

“Turn around,” he repeated, this time sharper.

My hands shook as I obeyed, turning my back to him. The next thing I knew, the fabric was wrapped around my eyes, plunging me into darkness. My heart raced as I felt his gloved hands tie the blindfold tightly behind my head.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“You’ll see,” he said, his tone flat and emotionless.

I wanted to scream, to demand answers, but the thought of my kids kept me silent.

“Walk,” he instructed, placing a firm hand on my shoulder.

I stumbled forward, the ground uneven beneath my feet. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic I couldn’t place. The man guided me to what felt like a car, opening the door and gently pushing me inside.

“Sit,” he said.

I slid into the seat, my hands gripping the edge as I tried to steady my breathing. The door slammed shut behind me, and a moment later, the car started.

The drive felt endless. I had no idea where we were going, and the blindfold only made it worse. My mind raced with every horrible possibility. Were Ethan and Emma okay? Were they here? Were they….

No. I couldn’t let myself think like that.

I clenched my fists, trying to focus on the hum of the engine and the occasional turns the car made. My stomach churned with every bump in the road, and the tension in my chest grew Heavier with each passing second.

Finally, after what felt like an hour, the car came to a stop.

The door opened, and I felt a hand grip my arm, pulling me our My legs wobbled as I stood the cold air hitting me agan.

Take her inside a voice said, but it wasn’t the same man.

The blindfold was yanked off, and I blinked against the sudden light in front of me was a massive warehouse, its mela

doors looming like a giant mouth waiting to swallow me whole. The man in the mask stood beside me, unreadable beneath the dark cover.

“Move,” he said, nodding toward the entrance.

I hesitated, my feet refusing to move.

“Where are my kids?” I demanded, my voice breaking.

replied coldly. “But keep wasting

his

expression

threat in his voice sent a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard and started walking toward the doors, my knees nearly

clung to the back of your throat. The man walked behind me, his presence looming, and I could feel his eyes on me

they hurt?” I

No answer.

bottom lip, fighting the tears that threatened to spill over. I couldn’t lose it now. I had to stay

into the warehouse, the sound of our footsteps echoing off the metal walls.

large, empty space. The room was dimly

here,” he said,

turned to face him, my voice trembling as I spoke. “Please,

He simply stood there, his arms crossed, the mask hiding any trace

silence was suffocating. My chest heaved as I struggled to keep my breathing steady, my eyes darting around

down my cheek. I wiped it away

masked man shifted his weight, and I could feel his

my nails digging into my palms. Whoever was behind this, whatever they wanted, I would face it. For my kids, I would do

hoped I wasn’t already

sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the empty space, breaking the suffocating silence. My head snapped toward the direction of the noise, my heart hammering

racing as I watched a shadow stretch across the floor. The man in the mask stood

one sending a jolt of anxiety through me. My breathing quickened, my chest

stepping into the

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I whispered, the slight tremble in my voice giving out how shaken I was. And it had disbelief laced

of his lips I had come to recognize all too well. He was dressed sharply, as always, his suit designed

calm but with a chilling edge. He stopped a few feet away, tucking his hands

give out beneath me. Rage and terror

Those

reaction.

you?” he said, his tone as smooth

spun, the realization slamming into me like a freight train. Daniel was behind this. All of

are my children?” I demanded, my voice cracking as tears spilled down my face. “What

if amused by my outburst. “Relax,” he

through me, and I felt my legs buckle slightly. The man in the mask

to God, if you’ve hurt them…” I started, but Daniel

his

repeated mockingly. “Christiana, do you really think I’d stoop so low? They’re your kids. Your precious little bundles of

ant?”

I wanted to scream, to charge at him, to make

move. His presence, his

a monster,” I spat, my voice trembling

where they were,

shrugged, unfazed by my insult. “Call me what you want. The fact remains….you’re here. And now, we

Whatever he wanted, whatever his twisted game

Christiana,” he said, his voice dropping to

my throat, For the first time in my life, I wasn’t sure I’d make it out

into fists at my sides, trembling with fear and

smirk fading into something more serious, almost vulnerable. “Do you know

blinked, stunned by the sudden change in his tone. “What are you talking about?”

to the floor for a moment before meeting mine again. “I loved you, Christiana. With everything inside of me, I loved you,” he said, his voice soft but laced with bitterness.

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