Attracted By My Ex-wife

Ryan had no choice but to acquiesce to the reason in Nicholas' words. He loathed it but he had to admit that the other man was right.

For now, he had to return home alone.

"Fine. I'm leaving now, but I expect you to show up in a week just like you said," he said begrudgingly.

At this moment, Ryan was coming to understand the gravity of what working with Nicholas truly meant, along with the reality of its less than desirable consequences. He was constantly on edge, teetering on a wire of mistrust and helplessness. Every day was growing more and more tiresome, but he had no choice but to proceed. He was so near to getting Kevin's property and his wife, yet he knew that he couldn't do it alone. He wasn't going to give up easily.

As Ryan left, Nicholas watched him disappear and sipped his tea slowly with a faint sneer lurking on his lips.

Night was approaching in A City. It was summer now, but even the sweet fragrance of the breeze left Kevin desolate.

"Kevin, go back and rest. I'll take care of everything. You haven't slept for two days," Sam said, his voice edged with concern.

Everything was his fault. Seeing his friend so distraught only made guilt eat away at his gut.

Kevin turned to him and saw the shadows in Sam's face. He pulled himself together and answered lightly, "It's alright. You can go back first. I'm not tired."

But instead of being consoled, Kevin relieving him of blame only made Sam feel worse. It would have been better if he had cursed at him, maybe even landed a blow or two. Sam would choose Kevin's sharp words and anger over him being an empty shell every day.

"Kevin, this was my fault. I'm so sorry. I'll do everything I can and keep looking for clues. I swear I'll take responsibility and see this through to the end." Sam was less confident than his words, but he would be damned if he didn't die trying.

Kevin let out a long sigh and shook his head. "No, I was too careless that day. They had already planned it long ago. If anything, I should be the one apologizing that you had to be dragged into this. I'm the one who didn't think things through, so don't go blaming yourself. Besides, Anne is my wife, so this is my responsibility."

Sam took a long look at his defeated friend and found that words had failed him this time. There was nothing he could say to alleviate Kevin's burden. Instead, he opted for action. "No, we both failed here. I'm just as much to blame as you are, so we will both find her. We already have the license plate. We have a lead now. It'll get things moving, but you still have to take care of yourself. There's a limit your body can take. You can't fall ill now, of all times. You know that."

Kevin was the image of exhaustion. Sam could see it in the way his shoulders hunched, and the lost look in his eyes. He was tired, but he couldn't bring himself to stop. More than anyone, Sam could understand Kevin's feelings. He would be in the same state, if not worse, if it had been Emily instead.

But what added to the weight of Anne's abduction was the fact that she was pregnant. Kevin was a father now too, and this catastrophe had endangered his whole family. His pregnant wife was missing, and the baby growing inside her was their hope to save their other son.

The turmoil of his thoughts were becoming a little too much to bear. "I know. Go ahead. I want to be alone," he answered.

He spoke heavily, as if the very act of speaking put a strain on him—far from the untouchable fortress that he always seemed to be in front of everyone else.

Knowing that there was nothing else he could say, Sam sighed and got in the car, giving Kevin a quiet space for his own thoughts.

to leave. He felt as if the darkness was clinging to him,

now. Anne would be fine. His children would be fine. Kevin repeated the same phrases to himself, almost as if in prayer. It was all he could do

of salt. Anne woke up

that her hands and feet had been bound, and that her face was covered. She had no inkling of

It had a chilly timbre, but at the

of the voice. When she had finally put a

and two together. Nicholas had not expected for her to be able to trace him so quickly. He had

demanded sharply. Leaving her anger aside, she did not show any other sign of distress. Nicholas was

just want to ask Kevin a little favor." Nicholas' voice was even and relaxed.

people can be," Anne scoffed, almost mocking. There

people keep spouting it whenever it suits them. But I'll tell you what, Miss Anne, such ideals are of no value. It will only slow you down and make you hesitate at crucial moments. The sooner you discard it, the easier things will be. You are very smart. I

definitely spirited, but even that wouldn't hide

Nicholas thought of how she had deliberately put herself in danger in order to protect Eddy. His

I at least be on a soft bed? You've kept me here on the floor long enough. As you said, I have a good head, but unfortunately, I'm also pregnant, so you can rest assured that I won't run away. You're already keeping me captive and

on some body of

shock. This woman never ran out of surprises. "Shouldn't you be a little more concerned about your life than a comfortable accommodation at this moment?" he asked, his amusement seeping into his

smiled, and even under the blindfold, her face was

found my way around and jumped into the water by now. But since I am pregnant, I don’t really have much of a choice." As she spoke, Anne remembered the look of shock on Nicholas' face when he saw her protecting Eddy. He was a scoundrel, but she had

stood up and poured a glass of warm water for Anne. "Drink this," he said. "It won’t help you recover your strength,

she needed to know that

to the next woman. It was ridiculous. My mother used to be a proud woman, but she was reduced to a frail excuse of her old self

narrated his story with a distant expression, and his eyes

his voice— a painful memory speaking from the grave. "How could you be so sure that she couldn't stand

time, the question would have sparked Nicholas' temper. He loathed when people prodded about his

left of her pride, but drinking made her acknowledge the truth. When she got drunk, she was able to see things more clearly, but once she sobered up, it was the same thing all over again. This was the only parenting I had known, which was why I was very

a sore spot in Anne. She was, after all, also a mother, and in some strange way, she felt wronged for the man's sake. No child should have to go through what he did. "Children should not have to shoulder their parents' mistakes. Even if two people cannot stand each other, the child should always be put first. If they just neglect the

to her, like an instinct being awakened. She was ready to kill and to die the moment she laid eyes on Eddy,

after a

stretch of quiet filled the

At the AN Group.

the bustling city came alive with a boundless and magnetic energy. It