The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

07:57 Wed, Nov 6 Chapter 154

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"I don't like this," I mutter, watching Rosie as she puts on her jacket. My heart is racing to the point of pain and I keep pacing back and forth in her bedroom. She sighs and turns towards me causing me to stop moving around.

"I will be careful." She wraps her arms around my neck. "And I know there will be a lot of security around," she reminds me, attempting to make me feel better and more at ease, but my nerves are all over her place.

We found out who her stalker is. I wish I could say I was surprised to learn that it was Everest, but I kind of expected him to do something as sick as stalking and terrorizing Rosie. He couldn't get over the fact that Rosie humiliated him in front of a lot of people at the party. I wish I was at that party. I wanted to see her put him in his place.

"I just want you to be safe," I mumble, holding her close to me.

"And I will be safe. Dad won't put me in danger and the detective has many security guards discussed as pedestrians around. Let's not forget the police," she reminds me. I should be convinced, but I'm not. I'm not saying that I would care about her safety more than her father would, but I saw the plan as a risk. When it comes to Rosie, I don't take risks. I always prefer to play it safe whenever she is involved.

We now know that the stalker, who happens to be Everest, follows her actively during the days she goes to classes. When she was at her parents' place, he didn't send her any message that indicated that he knew her location. However, whenever she is at college, the tone of his messages changes. He even sends her pictures of herself while she's sitting with me or any to freak her out.

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Today, we're trying our luck. We don't know if he may follow her or not, but we've given him enough signs to make him believe that Rosie is going out with the girls tonight. She has posted stories on Instagram, showing her ticket to an event she's supposedly going to with the girls.

We're certain that he wants to hurt her and since she's going to be on her own, this will make him think that she's an easy target. We have already installed a GPS in her car to track her lest anything bad should happen. She is also wearing a very small earpiece that allows us to talk to her in case we need to give her a warning.

The two of us walk to the living ro

Julian, Emily, and the detective are waiting for us.

my fist when I feel Rosie tense beside me. I need to control my anger for her sake. I'm usually the calm partner in our relationship, the rational one who

no. matter what, but I know her so well. She is an open book to me that I can easily read in all languages of the

to calm her down. I'm done seeing her nervous and scared because of him. I want

stalking her, Rosie had a nightmare twice. I was asleep beside her both times. Her whimpers and pleas tore my heart into pieces. Her trembling body

she supposed to leave?" I ask,

good," the

I manage to draw on my lips. Even if I don't feel so confident about the whole thing, I need her to be

in front of her Julian loves her so much and I'm certain that he's never going to risk

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to give him room for claiming that he has done nothing. If we catch him while he's attempting to attack her, this will be enough to throw him in prison for

her to her car and the detective makes sure that the GPS is working

may want to tell us in addition to a tracking device to monitor her movements. Once we arrive, we park the car slightly away from where Rosie is parked. She has already been instructed to park the car slightly away from the pub to give him a chance to follow her on

her," one of the security guards informs us through the microphone he's wearing; all of the security guards are wearing microphones and earpieces

act normal. Don't look around you," the detective instructs her. I'm worried about her. No, worried isn't a strong

and realize that her state is just like mine. I steal a glance at Julian and see him composed. Knowing Julian, he may be composed

hearing my girl's scream through the speakers. What has

**

demands through the microphone as he contacts

of seconds, then somebody confirms she's okay and they have caught Everest. We all sigh in relief and rush out of

moment I see her, I wrap my arms around her body and

care about her physical well-being. Her mental well- "Are you all right?" I ask, looking at her. She