Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 113

ATHENA

Anna's words hit me like a truck, and I feel like I've just been kicked in the chest. Air escapes my lungs in a wheeze. My hands curl into fists on the table, nails biting into my palms until it stings.

"I thought she went abroad and gave birth a month later than I did." My eyes are bloodshot red, and I can barely keep my voice steady.

"There was no baby. As far as I know. I don't know whose child they switched with, but Leah didn't go anywhere. She's been around the whole time, and they probably made the date a month later to avoid suspicion. Maybe they feared Mr. King will notice a few things that show she's guilty."

"Why?" I whisper, barely able to breathe. "Why would she... do something so evil?"

"I don't know," Anna replies, her voice trembling now. "But she wasn't alone. There were people helping her, people with influence. This wasn't just about jealousy or revenge. I'm so sorry, Athena. I understand you're angry and you'll want to report me."

I laugh.

A cold hallow sound echoes through the empty diner as I look at Anna.

"I trusted you. Yet you stabbed me in the back. You're a mother. How would you feel if it was done to you?"

"I'm a mother. That is why I did it. Wouldn't you do anything if it meant protecting your child?"

"So what changed? You felt a little guilty and showed up?"

"No. My son and I have enough money to leave the country unseen. I just thought leaving without confessing-"

"Cut the bullshit. Why did you really tell me the truth?"

Anna flinches at my words, her hands trembling as she grips the edge of the table.

There's a beat of silence, heavy and suffocating.

Then she exhales shakily, her voice barely a whisper.

"Because me and my son are in danger."

My blood turns to ice.

So if they were still under protection, she would still have kept the truth and made me suffer after...

"Did you also mess with the report?"

"What report?"

medical report where you said I tried to

about that. Please, listen to me.

after me. That's why I'm running. But I couldn't just disappear without telling you

disappeared the second you handed over my baby like he was nothing!" I

rotting in a cell right now. But instead, you show up, acting like you're doing

and closes, but I don't

My son, my only son. They threatened his life.

but it's cold, hollow, and stripped of warmth. My eyes bore into

for you?" I ask, my tone now deadly quiet. "You think hiding behind motherhood makes you less of a monster? Do you think your tears will erase what you did

on her face

don't want to die. I have nowhere else to go.

a cold smile stretching across my

what you've done. Send your son's details. I will keep him safe because he doesn't

I stand.

walk out. My steps are confident until I reach outside, where Zayan rushes to me as my legs

for any injuries. Once he sees I'm fine since i'm too stunned

you?" His eyes search

my head,

ask me any

as I start to

you

relief to

not when you were accused of killing your own child, denied seeing his face and

heart boils you become

I'm angry.

I'm furious.

kind of fury that lives in your bones and screams through your

lap that I feel my nails pierce skin. I don't even

steal my child, she stole my motherhood, my dignity my right to grieve. And for what? So that the bitch Leah

that

that why she was so freaked out when

Alex in her hands. That's the

the nerve to sit there, crying crocodile

to hide behind motherhood. Not

letting me believe I was a murderer. Letting the world spit on my name while

don't care who's

Let them come.

Let them find her.

to her won't even scratch