His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 42

"Sienna?" My mind reeled. I hadn't seen her in months, and I had hoped I never would again. "What the hell are you doing?

"You ruined everything!" she spat, taking a step closer. "And now it's your turn to pay."

Before I could process her words, she jumped back into the car, slamming the door and gunning the engine. My pulse spiked as the car lurched forward again, heading straight for me. I ran. There wasn't time to think-just to move. I darted down a narrow alley, hoping the tight space would slow her down, but the sound of the engine roaring behind me told me I wasn't safe yet.

I ran as fast as I could, my feet pounding against the pavement, my heart hammering in my chest. My mind raced-what the hell was she thinking?

I couldn't outrun a car, but I had no choice. The alleyway was narrow enough that she couldn't drive straight through, but I could hear the car scraping against the walls, trash cans clattering as she barreled forward.

I had to think fast. I spotted a dumpster ahead and veered behind it, using it as a shield while I scaled the fence on the other side. Just as I reached the top, I heard the sickening crunch of metal as Sienna crashed into the wall below me.

For a moment, I thought I might be safe. But then a black SUV screeched to a halt at the alley's entrance, blocking her way. My stomach clenched-was this more trouble? But when the door opened, I saw him. One of Carlos's bodyguards. Relief washed over me as the bodyguard stormed toward Sienna, yanking her out of the car before she could make another move. She screamed, kicking and thrashing, but he had her pinned in seconds. Chapter 42

Just as I started to catch my breath, I heard another voice, frantic and desperate.

his face pale, his

Pregnant?

felt frozen as I watched him rush to Sienna's side, his hands trembling as he tried to plead with the

mind struggling to keep up with what

guilt. "Doris, please, you have

punch to the

Nathan wasn't just pleading for her.. he was telling me that Sienna, the woman who had just tried to kill me,

or sister," Nathan continued, his

The betrayal was too much. This wasn't just about Sienna anymore-this was about Nathan, about everything he had

her? My fists clenched, and before I even

him.

of garbage!" I screamed, my fist connecting with his jaw

respond. "You think I care about your pathetic excuses? You think I care about your

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on his jaw, but he didn't fight back. He just sto there, guilt and shame

hit him again, to make him feel even a fraction of the pain he'd cau me, but before I could, my vision went black. The world tilted,