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.

angry that I deleted it for fear of cursing

at

3AM

at 3AM to ask for an engaged man's

someone who happens to be my ex

the longest night

and outcomes until I eventually

will waste my time, I decide to visit his

building and it feels

has zero good memories for

thought aside, I stride to the reception where I find an impeccably dressed woman with

is no friendliness in her

I offer

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

I

the

King." I purposely

and down. Seemingly

concludes I'm not

have an

I say. "But it's

ever so slightly. "Mr. King doesn't see anyone without

Of course not.

breath, trying to keep my voice even. "Tell him

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

if you want to see him

here?" A deep rich voice reaches my ears making

come face to face with green eyes

of me wearing a charcoal grey suit that screams money and

his

Athena." Ryan smiles

respond with a smile which i

a damn seizure.

bite my lips as I look at Alex

ask his security

his security

out. But his voice

neutral when

here

nod. Not knowing how to explain the sudden visit especially when it might

after I ask my

an urgent meeting starting

says before he stands before me and says,

legs are shaking and my heart is in

clicks shut behind

is

Cold.

Pristine.

walls like it's been painted

behind him remains breathtaking, floor-to-ceiling windows

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

expensive shirt. He moves with the same grace he

the

stand there, still not knowing what to

of his desk, crossing his arms

flex in

voice calm but curious.