Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 99

BLAIRE

I winced in pain when I finally regained consciousness. I felt a tight rope wrapped around my wrist. I found myself tied to a chair. I noticed a voice coming from a few feet away from where I was sitting.

"You promised she's not coming back! That's why I agreed with you when you insisted that I shouldn't kill her!" It was Catherine's voice. I'm sure of that.

I pretend to still be unconscious, so I'll get a chance to listen to what they are planning to do.

"Don't blame this on me. You're the one who didn't manage to control your man!"

"How can I do that when I am in jail?" Catherine exclaimed.

"Well, I don't see you having a problem getting out of jail when you heard about Sebastian finding Blaire, do you?" Grant said it sarcastically.

"You have no idea what I've been through just to get out of that hellhole! I needed to sell my soul to the devil just so I could stop them from getting their happily ever after."

"How ironic, isn't it? You, the devil herself, selling yourself to the devil?" he sneered.

"Bastard! I don't need your smart mouth. I'm going to finish what should have been done a long time ago!" She said this before grabbing the gun from Grant's waist.

I shut my eyes when I saw her walking towards me. I was holding my breath, waiting for my end, when I heard Grant's voice again.

"You are not going to touch even a single hair in her body. I'm going to kill you before you can kill her!" he warned.

"Unbelievable," she sneered, until it blew into an evil laugh. "You loved her?" she said in between her laughs. "You're delusional if you think she will love you back."

"She will. She already did," Grant answered in gritted teeth.

"Do you honestly believe that?" Catherine sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. "She only acted that way because you made her believe she was your wife! Once her memory comes back, she will never even glance at you twice." Grant's face twisted with rage, his fists clenching at his sides. "I will never let that happen," he growled. "Why do you think I gave her that medicine every day? Without a trigger, her memories will never return. But that bastard ruined everything!" His voice escalated to a roar, echoing off the walls.

never seen Grant like this before. The man I had lived with for months had always been calm,

"I did everything to keep her safe, to keep her with me," he continued, his voice breaking with desperation. "You have no idea what it's been like watching her slip away every day, knowing that at any

Grant. You think drugging her into

shouted, his voice cracking. "I did what I had to do. You don't

as selfish as I am. You can't bear the fact that she will never be happy with you. And once her memory came back? She

was more horrifying than I could have ever imagined. Grant had been drugging me and manipulating my memories, all

the ropes binding my wrists. The rough fibers cut into my skin, but I ignored the pain. I had to stay focused; I had to find

she knows nothing. Tell her everything and see for yourself," Catherine continued, her voice like nails on a

shaking with determination. "I'll find a way to fix this. I'll make her see that

done

rushing would only make noise and alert them. Catherine and Grant continued

with emotion. "Sebastian was mine, and you ruined everything by keeping

And do you honestly believe that after all you've done, he's going to take you

their argument grew more intense, I finally freed my hands. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what I had to do next. I glanced around, spotting the door slightly ajar. Maybe if I could just

My heart pounded in my chest, each beat echoing like a drum in my ears. I moved inch by

cut through the tension like a knife. "Where do you

down the hallway with everything I had. The sound of heavy footsteps followed close behind, and I knew

wound. I've already lost too much blood, but I've been gathering all the strength left in my body

he hissed, dragging me back toward the room. I kicked

twist around and land a solid kick to his shin. He yelped in pain, loosening his grip just

Catherine was right there, blocking my path. She slapped me hard across the face, the impact sending me stumbling backward. "You think

way out. I spotted a narrow staircase leading to the upper floors and dashed for it, taking the steps

found myself in a small, dimly lit attic. The air was thick with dust, and the only light came from a

space; my only thought was to escape his grasp. Catherine stood over us, her gun trained on me,

her finger

burst open, and Sebastian charged in, his eyes blazing

sound deafening in the small attic. I felt a sharp pain in my leg and cried out, clutching the wound as blood seeped through my fingers. Sebastian wrestled the gun from Catherine's hand and threw it across the room, out of reach. Grant lunged at Sebastian, but Sebastian was faster,

was overwhelming. I had to do something, anything, to help Sebastian. With the last of my strength, I crawled toward the discarded gun, my vision