Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 152

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 152 You can’t open them.

VICTORIA’S POV…

Everything must have been a dream, right? Or why I would find myself in this mess again!? I mean being kidnapped once again!

This time it felt like the end of me. The end of my amazing life with my Aless, Leo and my entire family. Because this time that one last hope of mine is gone. My ring.

The ring Aless has proposed to me with is gone. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or intentionally removed, but it was gone from my finger. Aless has put a tracker in it. Even though he never clearly says about it, I understand his worry. He find me that day when Calvin attacked through this. But, what would happen now?

I have lost it and the hope of my life.

Sighing, I looked around. At this moment, I have no idea where I am. When I woke up from a deep sleep, I find myself tied to the chain on the floor of a dark cell.

It was more like a dungeon. It’s like an old persecution place that was unused for years, smelling like old pees. It twisted my stomach badly and I felt nauseous.

The only light is coming through the little ventilator over my head. It’s daytime I am assuming and it felt like I am near a seaport, as I can hear the heavy sound of waves that were crashing against the wall of the cell outside and the sound of ships.

I don’t know what is my Aless doing at this hour. He might have gone crazy without seeing me.

I swear, I have never regretted anything ever in my life that I am regretting now for not telling Aless everything beforehand.

but before that, everything got stigmatised. I have never thought that stupid

thing though, I was keeping David under the track, then why couldn’t I hear

me. Sage has done a lot for me. He even was injured because of

going to live anymore? This simply feels like the

this and that, I heard footsteps coming toward the cell and immediately closed

cell door open

given to her?” I heard a non-familiar

more than half of the food, leaving a few for her husband!” This male tone has a thick Italian

danm sure this is

guy spoke and then both turned silent. Soon, I heard footsteps and before they do anything, I fluttered

darkness. And when I

in time, otherwise,

our

myself at the last point. It looks like his skin has formed its place under

The tattoo guy ordered

something cold and sharp on my back stopped me. I want to live till

have the track of time. Yet I guessed about ten or fifteen minutes later, I

I was forced to stop and then I felt two

the last drop of my calmness fall apart and

me, I said!” I moved in their grips but they

I shouted and suddenly, ‘spat~’ My face burnt with a stinging slap and I groaned and tried to free myself