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

his

expression

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

warehouse smelled of rust and oil, the kind of smell that clung to the back of your throat. The man walked behind me, his presence looming, and I could

I

No answer.

on my bottom lip, fighting the tears that threatened to spill over. I couldn’t lose it now. I had to stay strong…for Ethan

warehouse, the sound of our footsteps echoing off the metal walls. My heart was

space. The room was dimly lit by a single overhead light

here,” he said, stepping

trembling as I spoke. “Please, just let me see them. I’ll do

man didn’t respond. He simply stood there, his arms crossed, the mask hiding any

keep my breathing steady, my eyes darting around the room, searching

a tear slip down my cheek. I wiped it away quickly,

man shifted his weight, and I could feel

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

just hoped I wasn’t already

in the empty space, breaking the suffocating silence. My head snapped toward the direction

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

each one sending a jolt of anxiety through me. My breathing

the darkness, stepping into the fluctuating light.

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Chapter 169

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

He was dressed sharply, as always, his suit designed to perfection, but there was a darkness in his eyes that made my

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

throat, and my knees threatened to give out beneath me. Rage and terror surged through my

widened, but it didn’t reach his eyes. Those

reaction.

easily, did you?” he said, his tone as

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

tears spilled down

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

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

to God, if you’ve hurt them…” I started, but Daniel cut me off with a

his

low? They’re your kids. Your precious little

ant?”

and the rom spun. I wanted

move. His presence, his words, froze me

monster,” I spat, my

where they were, but

you want. The fact remains….you’re here. And now,

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

waste time, Christiana,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “You and

my throat, For the first time in my life, I

trembling with fear and fury. “What is this about, Daniel? Why are

a slow step toward me. His expression shifted, his smirk fading into something more serious, almost vulnerable. “Do you know what it’s like to give someone your

the sudden change in his tone.

loved you,” he

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