Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 90

BLAIRE

“We should leave,” the man who introduced himself as Sebastian said before grabbing my hand. But before he could even pull me toward the door, I immediately snatched my hand back.

“Not too fast, mister,” I said.

“What do you mean?”

He looked at me with a frown, as if he were confused by my action. Is he really expecting me to come with him just because he showed me a picture of us? I may have lost my memories, but I didn’t become stupid.

“I’m not coming with you.” I responded. “…yet.”

“I don’t understand. Was our photo not enough? If you want me to show you more evidence, I’ll give it to you. All you need to do is come with me,” he insisted.

I held up my hand, stopping him in his tracks. “Look, Sebastian, I appreciate you showing me the photo, but it’s not that simple. You see, you’re not the first to introduce yourself as my husband. Though you had an advantage by showing me proof, those pictures could be edited or something. It wasn’t enough.”

He sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “I understand. But time is of the essence, Blaire. There are people out there who are after you, and I can’t guarantee your safety if we stay here.”

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His words sent a shiver down my spine, but I refused to let fear cloud my judgment. “I need more than “just a photo to trust you, Sebastian. I need answers. And until I get them, I’m not going anywhere with

you.”

He looked defeated, but there was a glimmer of determination in his eyes. “Fine, I’ll tell you everything. But not here. We need to go somewhere safe.”

I hesitated, weighing my options. Despite my doubts, there was a part of me that wanted to believe him and trust that he had my best interests at heart. But I couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling of unease that

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lingered in the pit of my stomach.

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I finally relented. “But on one condition: It has to be on

solemnly, his expression grave. “Agreed.

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anything about this man. Maybe we should

Grant. Steve has made an excellent point, and I don’t have any idea why I was willing to trust this man in front of me more than the man who has been taking care of me for the last six

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head, cutting through the fog of confusion that clouded my mind. He was right -I didn’t really know this guy who claimed to be my husband. Despite feeling a hint of recognition around him, doubts still

been there for me since I lost my memory, a steady presence through all the ups and downs. How could I even think of ditching him so quickly for

could I have even considered trusting a stranger over Grant, who had been

of Grant’s importance in my life. I needed to hear his side of the story before jumping to any

turned to Sebastian to let him know about my plan. “I can’t come with you. I need to

sending a chill down my spine. He gazed at me with such intensity that it felt as though he could

husband. I don’t know why he’s pretending to be,

you over him?” I

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am, offering you evidence in the form of a simple photograph of us

words hung in the air, heavy with accusation and suspicion. I could feel the weight of his gaze bearing down on me, his eyes

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claim had seemed so convincing and genuine, and yet here was this stranger insisting otherwise.

uncertainty. “Grant has been with me through everything. He’s been there for me when I needed him

he doesn’t like that I’m taking Grant’s side over him. But behind that dark and gloomy expression was

of my stomach as his words sank in. Could it be possible? Could Grant really have been deceiving me all this

reached into his pocket and pulled out the same photograph that he had shown me a while

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his voice filled with emotion. “If this isn’t convincing, then I believe our son will

son?” I stammered, my eyes widening

of sadness tinging his voice. “He’s six years old now. And he had been asking for you