Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 96

BLAIRE

Where am I? What’s happening?

“Mommy, I’m scared. I turned to my side to see a child gasping for air as he clung to my waist.

“You’re both going to die here today!” I shifted my gaze in front of me and saw a woman holding a gun pointing

at us.

What’s going on here? What am I doing here? Who are these people? Though I don’t recognize the place at all, everything seems familiar, as if I were really in that situation. We were in a boat. And there’s four of us. Is this what happened before my accident? But as I tried to run my eyes around the boat, nothing here resembled what Grant told me about:

My heart was racing as I feared for my life and the life of this little child clinging to me. Who is he?

I squinted my eyes, trying to remember who they were and how we ended up in this situation. But their faces. were blurred, as if something were blocking my memory. Is it what it is–a memory? Or is it just a fragment of my imagination?

“Please leave them alone. Take me instead,” said the familiar voice. I turned to where the voice was coming from, and my eyes widened in shock when I finally figured out who it was.

Sebastian. What is he doing here?

“If I can’t have you, po one will!” the woman shouted.

“I kept shifting my gaze in between them as I tried to hide the little boy behind me. I don’t know why, but I had this urge to protect him, even if it cost me my life.

My head started hurting as soon as they both started screaming in unison. I clutch my head and shut my eyes, trying to clear my head up. I have no idea what’s happening right now. I don’t know any of them aside from Sebastian.

“Mommy,” said the tiny voice behind me. “Please, don’t leave me,” he pleaded.

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And the next thing I knew, I felt a bullet hit the side of my head. There’s also another one hitting my chest. The face of that little boy is the last thing I remember before everything went blurry.

“No!” I shouted as I was drenched in sweat and panting. I was startled when I suddenly heard a loud knock. coming from the adjacent door.

“Blaire, are you okay?” He shouted from the other side of the door as he continued to knock.

I was contemplating whether I should answer it or not. But it seems like Sebastian was planning to break the

door if I didn’t.

a heavy sigh, trying to steady my breathing before I made my way to the door. Without a word,

to break it?” I asked, trying to

Another minute of silence, and I’ll do it,” he replied, his expression dead

a deep breath before

you sure? I heard screaming. Nightmares?” His

amaze me how he could read me so well. I offered a hesitant smile,

you?” he asked again, his worry etched across his face.

fine,

no intention of leaving any time soon. As much as I hated to admit it, after that nightmare, I didn’t want to be alone. My only dilemma was whether it was right to seek

Sebastian at

to come inside?” I

as I said that. It’s too late for me to back out

me to order us a wine?” he asked as he

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replied. “That

Having him here, in my room, felt. simultaneously comforting and unsettling. Despite the lingering unease, I couldn’t deny the relief of having someone familiar by my side after

the chair opposite mine, his gaze fixed on me with a mixture of concern and curiosity.

care to share what the nightmare was about?” He inquired gently, his tone inviting but not intrusive.

lingered in my mind. “It’s all a bit fuzzy now,” I admitted,

can be quite unsettling,” he acknowledged, his words laced with understanding borne from his own experiences.

us, punctuated only by the soft hum of the air conditioning and the

mind. Despite the complexities of our past and the uncertainties of the present, there was a sense of solace in knowing that I wasn’t alone in navigating the labyrinth of my thoughts and emotions.

genuine interest in my well–being. “Do you often have nightmares. like this?” he asked, his voice soft but probing.

carefully. “Not often,” I confessed, “but lately, they seem to be more frequent. It’s as if my subconscious is trying to tell me something, but it all comes

your mind’s way of processing “everything that’s been happening,” he suggested. “With your memory still recovering, it’s only natural for your subconscious to

the uncertainty that had plagued me since waking up in the hospital. with no memory of who I was or how I ended up

piece of the puzzle, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t

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mind if I asked what these nightmares exactly are?” he

as I found myself caught in the depths of Sebastian’s gaze, his handsome features etched with genuine concern. His question hung in the air, prompting me to delve into the depths of my own psyche and confront the unsettling truth that

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with such frequency until Sebastian entered my life. It was as if his presence had stirred something dormant within me, awakening memories long buried beneath the surface of my consciousness. And yet, the first dream I had involving Sebastian wasn’t a nightmare at all–it was something altogether

of our conversation to a subject that had been weighing on my mind. “What about your wife?” I

body language betraying a sense of unease that lingered in the air

extending an apology in response to his evident discomfort. “You don’t have to answer

was laden with heavy sadness, his words tinged with regret as he offered a vague acknowledgment of his past transgressions. “I made mistakes, and it cost me my family,” he confessed,