The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 204

Ex-Wife

Chapter 204: Refuge in the Fishing Village

Angels Poy

guided Aria and Ithan into our rented toom in the small Mediterrean fishing village inn. The place was humble-damp stains on walls, air thick with fish and milder.

It smells funny bein, Aria whispered, clutching her brother's hand-

My children huddled on a threadbare sola, their faces shadowed with uncertainty.

"Sweethearts, we only need to stay here for a few days," I assured them, "Just until we can go

David's cash wouldn't last long-certainly not enough for three tickets to New York. This hidden corner of the village was our safest option; Christopher's men would search tourist resorts first.

The innkeeper delivered our dinner-local bread, cheese, and steaming fish soup. "You children are so well-behaved," she remarked. "Our conditians are

Thank you for your kindness," I replied,

are simple, but the food is homemade."

you tourists?" she asked, her gaze curious. "We don't get many staying in the village."

aquely. "Well on

only be here a few days."

"Just passing through," I answered vaguely.

"Lock your door at night, she advised. "The village is safe, but better to be careful."

"Is there a telephone I could use?" I asked.

"Of course.

We have one at the front d

desk th

that guests can use.

door with both the

distributing the food. "When we

they chorused, their well-mannered responses nearly breaking

touched my food while the children ate

finished." Ethan s said,

"Me too," Aria added.

remaining cash. "Let's go downstairs to

close to me," I cautioned at

doorway.

dark suits entered through the

upstairs, my heart racing. The men approached the front desk, and

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operates. Mr. Blake emphasized

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Ldapted to the front deck and quickly dialed

the unattended

hanging up

innkeeper emerged, looking confused. "Signiora? Is

were already gone, vanishing

only hope Sophie would recognize

were now

to find another safe place

more hotels or inns, I thought grimly. Christopher's reach extended even here. Had my call gone

with its weathered buildings

warm light and laughter. After a moments besitation, I steered the children

was packed with fishermen

I

desperately

two children, our

corner table, I noticed a young woman finishing a

in this village," she was saying. "I won't be back at the hotel until

“Excuse me, could I borrow your phone? It's an