Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 245

NICK

I paced the room, the steady rhythm of my footsteps doing little to quell the growing anxiety in my chest. Each minute that passed felt like an eternity. I kept glancing at the door, hoping to see Ethan walking in, Olivia by his side. But the minutes dragged on, and no one came.

It all started when I got that call from Olivia. The second I heard her voice, a cold, heavy weight settled in my chest. “Nick,” she had said, her voice shaky, and then the line went dead. My heart literally stopped. Before I could gather my thoughts or tell her to stay safe, to stop whatever she was planning, the call ended. I tried calling back immediately, but there was no answer.

I had no idea what was going on, but I knew it couldn’t be good. Panic set in, and I immediately told Ethan what had happened. We both stood there, staring at each other, unsure of what to do next. There was so much at stake, and the baby was a constant reminder that we couldn’t afford to be reckless. I couldn’t leave her with Ethan, he wasn’t comfortable with her, and honestly, neither was I. The tension in the air had been palpable when we spoke about it, and neither of us wanted to take that risk.

In the end, we both knew what had to be done. Ethan would be the one to go after Olivia, find her, and bring her back safely.

hallway remained empty, no sign of them, no sign of Olivia. With every passing second, my anxiety grew. The fear that

he wanted her, but not in the way I feared. He wanted to claim her as his own, to make her his woman, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try to control her, to make her submit to him. He was a man with his

me he was capable of things I couldn’t even fathom. He might look clean, innocent even, but I knew better. Xander wasn’t the man he appeared to be. He was as

I did to Sandra… it wasn’t the same, though. I told myself it was justice, what

It didn’t matter.

of someone like Xander, was enough

be okay. But when I saw him approaching, my

froze in place, panic flooding my veins. My mind went blank, and my body was paralyzed by fear. The twisted scenarios that had been racing through my head were all becoming too real, too possible. None of them were

called, my voice barely above a whisper, like I was afraid to hear what