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

his

expression

his voice sent a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard 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 feel his eyes on me even though he

hurt?” I asked, my voice

No answer.

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

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

room was dimly lit by a single overhead light that

here,” he

as I spoke. “Please, just let me see

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

my breathing steady, my eyes darting around

slip down my cheek. I wiped

his weight, and I could feel his presence

this,

just hoped I wasn’t already

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

floor. The man in the mask stood perfectly still behind me, his arms crossed like he

deliberate and unhurried, each one sending a jolt of anxiety through me. My breathing quickened,

darkness, stepping into the fluctuating light. My stomach

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

dressed sharply, as always,

calm but with a chilling edge. He stopped a few feet away, tucking his hands casually into his pockets as though this were

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

it didn’t reach his eyes. Those cold, calculating eyes

reaction.

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

realization slamming into me like a freight

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

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

and I felt my legs buckle slightly. The man in the mask shifted behind

them…” I started, but Daniel

his

“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 when I can use them to

ant?”

rom spun. I wanted to scream, to charge

presence, his words, froze

my voice trembling with fury

tell me where they were, but

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

Whatever he wanted, whatever his twisted game was, I knew one

me. Let’s not waste time, Christiana,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “You and I…

him, my body trembling as dread clawed its way up my throat, For the first time in my life, I

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

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

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

again. “I loved you, Christiana. With everything inside of me, I loved you,” he said, his voice soft but laced with bitterness. “But you…” He laughed bitterly,

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