Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 181

Chapter 181

Alexander could not still wrap his head around the revelation of Emma the previous night.

This woman whom he had defended and had confidence in had tried to kill not only Emma but even their unborn twins.

She had planned everything to the extent of hiring the fake fiance that he met at the flower shop.

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The foundation of Alexander reality was torn from beneath his feet, and this was a nightmare he wished he could just wake up from.

And with every replaying of Emma’s and Vivian’s confessions, his chest constricted, his jaw tightened, and a river of anger surged through his veins.

He was a bloody fool–a man who not only welcomed danger right into his house but had brazenly defended it before his family.

How could he have been so blind?

It weighed heavy in his conscience; he had brought harm’s way to his family, his only family, all because of lust. He abhorred himself for this–weakening and being blind enough not to see her for what she was. There was a deep sigh as his body sank deep into the back of the chair. His team of security operatives had been struggling through the entire night trying to track down Annie.

They had located his limousine to some remote area, a possible lead.

Alexander was lost in his thoughts when he almost did not feel the light touch on his arm.

out of it, startled, and turned to

close.

the underlying urgency in Kevin’s voice got through. Alexander rose to his

he stepped into his office, his eyes fell on the

one she could find, pale and strained–looking,

his piercing eyes narrowing into a sliver.

his hands shaking as he laid them upon his stomach in a gesture of guilt.

even meet Alexander’s gaze.

his voice cracking. “And for your protection–for me and my family.”

sharp features hardening. “What are

shook, and tears

his head, his eyes in his skull desperate. “Miss Annie…she was never pregnant.”

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hitched, and for an instant,

dried, and a fiery rage boiled within his

just now did you say?” His voice was low and menacing; his tone was cold enough to send shivers down the spine of the

me,” confessed the doctor, his voice shaking. “She said she’d kill my months, I’ve been her prisoner, forced to

do as she asked.

clenched on the desk, the veins on his arms swelling as he wrestled to keep the anger growing inside him. “How am I to know you are not lying to me? For all I