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

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

that clung to the back of your throat. The man

they hurt?” I asked,

No answer.

that threatened

echoing off the metal walls. My heart was pounding

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

here,” he said, stepping

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

simply stood there, his arms crossed,

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

I felt a tear slip down my cheek. I wiped it away

I could

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

just hoped I wasn’t

head snapped toward the direction of

shadow stretch across the floor. The man in the mask stood perfectly still behind me, his arms crossed like he was waiting for

and unhurried, each one sending a jolt of anxiety through me. My breathing quickened, my chest rising and falling

figure emerged from the darkness, stepping into the fluctuating light. My

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Chapter 169

out how shaken I was. And it had disbelief

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

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

out beneath me. Rage and terror surged through my veins, but

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

reaction.

think I’d let you off that easily, did you?” he said, his tone as smooth as silk but dripping

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

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

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

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

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

his

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?”

wanted to scream, to charge

His presence, his

I spat, my

where they were, but

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

sent a chill down my spine. Whatever he wanted, whatever his twisted game was, I knew one thing for certain: I wasn’t leaving without my

closer, his eyes narrowing as he studied me. Let’s not waste time, Christiana,” he said, his voice dropping

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

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

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 heart, only for them

tone. “What are you talking about?” I

moment before meeting mine again. “I loved you, Christiana. With everything inside of me, I loved you,” he said, his voice

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