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.”

“Fuck!” he yelled. “The damn food! It’s the damn

The baby, my baby.

what it was that we ate. What if I don’t get to meet my baby and no

such a pussy. You are going to

he is in a state of panic. This was something I noticed during our

lives to tell the story. He will find us before whoever did this can get away with it.” Then a loud voice

are so damn

Chris. My husband found me. My

and he 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 restaurant, Camila? Do you know what is

this

in. Don’t leave 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 you not to do it. I might not be

have to throw us in the

he said,

I should just stop trying to figure it out and give Chris space to handle things

~Christopher’s POV~

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

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