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.

have been so angry that I deleted it for fear of cursing him

stare at the

3AM

to ask for an

happens to be my

longest night of

scenarios and

decide to visit his office first

Kings building and it

has zero good memories

reception where I find an

up and there is

I offer my best neutral

eyes narrow slightly, her lips pressed into a line. She doesn't

I help

sigh, holding back the words I

to see Alexander King." I purposely leave

me up and down. Seemingly not

and concludes I'm

have

I say.

ever so slightly. "Mr.

Of course not.

a deep breath, trying to keep my voice even. "Tell

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

if you want to

A deep rich voice reaches my ears making

face with green eyes and a face that can

me wearing a charcoal

hands in his

Ryan smiles at me

with a smile which i hope isnt making

a damn seizure.

my lips as I look at Alex

him to ask

ask his security

out. But his voice

neutral when

here

explain the sudden visit

further after I

You have an urgent meeting starting in 5 minutes." His annoying

before he stands

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

behind

is still the

Cold.

Pristine.

hanging off the walls like

remains breathtaking, floor-to-ceiling

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

wrinkle on that expensive shirt. He moves with

he owns the ground

not

against the edge of his desk, crossing his arms across

muscles flex in

calm but curious.