His Second Wife by Favor V April

Chapter 87

~Camila’s POV~

The thought kept popping into my head, and as it did, I felt myself becoming more helpless and agitated on the inside. I couldn’t help but wonder why Luke and I would be taken hostage in the first place. Is Luke the one who did this to me? No, Luke wouldn’t do this to me. No, he simply cannot; after all, he is my friend.

No, Camila; Luke dated Mark. What if they are in this together?

There was a voice inside my head that murmured something. “Shut the fuck up!” Shut the…” I had just started speaking when I was interrupted by the sound of someone groaning. “Luke…Luke is that you….”

“The fuck, Camila, I can’t even be kidnapped in peace,” he groaned again.

“What? Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Hey, you just found out you’re pregnant, and you know that cussing isn’t healthy. There is a baby.” I feel like slapping him right now.

“Where are we?” I asked.

“I should ask you that considering I just woke up and my head is spinning,” he laughed, “do we call for help?” I realize he is panicking, which explains everything.

“Well, I don’t know. When I opened my eyes, I found myself here, locked inside this place. I have no idea how I got here. I am not even sure if this is a room or what.”

did we get here in the first place? “Fuck!” he yelled. “The damn food! It’s the damn

The baby, my baby.

to my unborn child? There is no way for us to tell what it was that we ate. What if I don’t get to meet my baby and no one can help us?” I sobbed at the prospect of not meeting

pussy. You are going to

I’m a pussy.” Luke can be quite dramatic, especially when he is in a state of panic. This

your husband is? Your husband is Christopher freaking Grayston. No one dares him, and he lives to tell the story. He will find us before whoever

so damn

husband found me. My husband tracked me

approached us. “What on earth were you thinking, Camille? What would have happened if my man hadn’t been following you guys?” He turned and said, “And you.” He barked at Luke, pointing his index finger. “You misled me about the meeting.” What meeting required you two to leave the office and be found unconscious at a

you did this

the house means don’t leave the house, Camille. And the very next time you try to pull that kind of crap on me, I dare

have to throw us in

took a breather. “Forget it,” he said, carrying

what is going on, but perhaps I should just stop trying to figure it out and

~Christopher’s POV~

Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as I shuddered on the bed. The thought of Mark being in my wife’s house brought a total nightmare to the little peace I had

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