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.

he replied coldly. “But keep wasting time, and you’ll

his

expression

down my spine. I swallowed hard and started walking toward the doors, my knees nearly buckling

and oil, the kind of smell that clung to the back of your throat. The man walked behind me,

hurt?” I asked,

No answer.

fighting the tears that threatened to

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

in the center of the large, empty space. The room was

here,” he

I spoke. “Please, just

stood there, his arms crossed, the mask hiding any trace of

to keep my breathing steady, my eyes darting around the room, searching for any

on like hours, and I felt a tear slip down my cheek. I wiped it away quickly, not wanting to show weakness, even though I

man shifted his weight, and I could feel his presence like a

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

hoped I wasn’t already

space, breaking the suffocating silence. My head snapped toward the direction of the noise, my heart hammering

floor. The man in the mask stood perfectly

one sending a jolt of anxiety through me. My breathing

figure emerged from the darkness, stepping into

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Chapter 169

giving out how shaken I was. And it had disbelief laced

dressed sharply, as always, his suit designed to perfection, but there was a

few feet away, tucking his

terror surged through my veins, but all I could

reach his eyes. Those cold, calculating eyes stayed locked on me, studying my

reaction.

let you off that easily, did you?” he said, his

realization slamming into me like a

my voice cracking as tears spilled down my

falter. He tilted his head slightly, as if amused by my outburst. “Relax,” he said, his voice maddeningly

The man in the mask shifted behind me, presence looming, but I couldn’t tear my

hurt them…” I started, but Daniel

his

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

ant?”

I wanted to scream, to charge at him, to

his words, froze

monster,” I spat, my voice trembling with fury and

me where

fact remains….you’re here. And now, we can have a nice little chat about what

down my spine. Whatever he wanted, whatever his twisted game was, I

time, Christiana,” he said, his voice dropping to a

up my throat, For the first

sides, trembling with fear and

vulnerable. “Do

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

loved you,” he

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