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 regret

his

expression

a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard and started walking toward the doors, my

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 didn’t

hurt?” I asked, my

No answer.

tears that threatened to spill

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

The room was dimly lit by a single overhead light

he said, stepping

voice trembling as I spoke. “Please, just let me see them.

He simply stood there, his arms crossed, the mask

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

dragged 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 was

me, the masked man shifted his weight, and I could

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

I wasn’t already too

silence. My head snapped toward the direction of

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

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

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

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

smug curve of his lips I had come to recognize all too well. He was dressed sharply,

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

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

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

reaction.

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

a freight train. Daniel was

tears spilled

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

slightly. The man in the mask shifted

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

his

Your precious little bundles of joy. Why would I harm them when I can

ant?”

I wanted to scream, to charge at

his words,

a monster,” I spat, my voice trembling

where they were, but

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

spine. Whatever he wanted, whatever his twisted game was, I knew one thing for certain: I wasn’t leaving

step closer, his eyes narrowing as he studied me. Let’s not waste time, Christiana,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “You and I… we have unfinished

clawed its way up my throat, For the first time in my life,

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

something more serious, almost vulnerable. “Do you know what it’s like

tone. “What are you talking

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

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