Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 102 ~ When was he born?

ATHENA

Switched at birth?

That's one thing I've never considered or even thought about until tonight.

My mind kept replaying the moment, and my heart beat even faster at the possibility of Rayen being mine.

Tears swell my eyes as I pull the covers tighter. I could barely get myself together when Leah came fuming about me invading their privacy when I killed my own child.

Her words stinged, but I had no strength to answer her because of my shock. I kissed Rayen goodnight and came home.

Now I've been staring at the ceiling, unable to hold back the itching feeling of asking Alex when Rayen was born.

If he's mine....

Oh God!

Just the thought of someone having switched my child makes me see red, and knowing how ruthless Alex is makes me even more anxious with anticipation knowing he will rain hell on that culprits parade.

I sit up, unable to stay still. My fingers tremble as I reach for the glass of water on the nightstand, but I don't drink it. I just hold it, needing something to ground me because my world feels like it's about to tip over.

I've lived with the grief of losing my child for years. I missed the opportunity to bury him because of that selfish bastard.

I've never healed, and every day, I mourn my poor baby, who never got a chance to bloom.

But what if I didn't lose him?

What if he was taken?

I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head.

Don't jump to conclusions, Athena. Don't let your heart fool you.

But my gut... my gut is screaming at me.

I reach for my phone and pause.

The blinking cursor in the contacts search box taunts me.

What am I even supposed to say?

When was Rayen born?

Do you know where he was delivered?

Can we talk? It's important.

I sigh, knowing if I'm wrong, Alex will kill me, and Leah will have a party because I know she has been trying to make trouble for me since she joined the hospital.

I left st Margaret's at lan's request, and guess what?

The bitch joined me at the Quinn's hospital.

I don't believe in such coincidences.

I continue to stare at the screen until my chest physically hurts. Finally giving in, I

search for Alex's number but realize that I don't have it.

Shit.

I

stare at

3AM

I call at 3AM to ask for an engaged

who happens to be my ex

be the longest night

think of different scenarios and outcomes until I

my time, I decide to visit his office

I came to the Kings building and

has zero good memories for

the thought aside, I stride to the reception where I find an impeccably dressed woman with hair tied in a neat

is no friendliness in

I offer

lips pressed into a line. She doesn't return

may I

sigh, holding back the

King." I purposely leave out his

Seemingly not impressed I'm not

I'm not worth

you have an

say. "But

tilts her head ever so slightly. "Mr. King

Of course not.

take a deep breath, trying to keep my voice even. "Tell him Athena's here.

shaped brow, clearly unimpressed. "I'm afraid I can't just-" "Then call

want to see him

my ears

and come face to face with green eyes and a face that can bring

a charcoal grey suit

places his hands in his pockets as he

Ryan smiles at me

which i hope

a damn seizure.

bite my lips as I look at Alex

to ask

his

out. But his voice

when he

you here

explain the sudden visit especially when

after I

starting in 5 minutes."

he stands

legs are shaking and my heart is in my throat by the time we reach his

behind me, I

office is

Cold.

Pristine.

hanging off the walls like it's been painted

behind him remains breathtaking, floor-to-ceiling windows showcasing the

jacket, hanging it neatly on the rack. Not a strand of his blonde hair is

shirt. He moves with the same

owns the ground he

still not

of his desk, crossing his arms across

muscles flex in the

calm