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DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 199
Lucas's POV The safe house was a claustrophobic cocoon, its dim fluorescent lights buzzing overhead, casting stark shadows across the cluttered desk where I sat, my heart pounding with a mix of frustration and dwindling hope. My hands hovered over the laptop, my throat tightening as I stared at the GPS tracker’s interface, the blinking dot marking Austin’s car—a dot that barely moved, a mocking reminder of how little progress I’d made. My jaw clenched, my breath shallow as I traced his patterns, or lack thereof, my chest heaving with the realization that Austin wasn’t giving me anything to work with. He didn’t go anywhere suspicious—no shady meetings, no hidden lairs—just endless hours parked at a café near Olivia’s company, lurking like a predator watching its prey. My hands trembled, my jaw grinding as I leaned back, my heart thudding with the fear that the tracker, my last tangible lead, was useless for now.I closed the laptop, my throat tightening, my hands clenching into fi
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 198
Ethan's POV The living room was cloaked in the dim glow of a single lamp, the shadows stretching long and jagged across the hardwood floor, mirroring the anger that simmered in my chest. My heart pounded, a relentless as Vivian walked through the door, her casual greeting a spark that ignited my frustration. My hands clenched at my sides, my throat tightening as I forced a smile for Aiden, his small frame bouncing toward me with a grin, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me. My jaw ground, my breath shallow as I ruffled his hair, my voice steady but strained, my care for him a fierce anchor that kept my anger in check. “Hey, buddy, time for bed,” I said, my tone gentle, my eyes softening as I guided him toward the stairs, my heart racing with the need to confront Vivian. My throat burned, my jaw clenching as I watched Aiden disappear upstairs, my resolve hardening to face Vivian, to demand why she’d broken my trust.She stood in the kitchen, her back to me, her hands busy with
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 197
Olivia's POV The restaurant buzzed with the soft hum of conversation, the clink of glasses, and the warm glow of pendant lights casting a cozy ambiance over the tables, but none of it could quell the storm of confusion roiling in my chest. My hands fidgeted with the edge of the napkin on my lap, my throat tightening as I sat across from Vivian, her familiar smile a faint comfort against the unease that had taken root since Ethan’s abrupt exit from my office. My jaw clenched, my breath shallow as I tried to focus on the moment, my chest heaving with the resolve to reconnect with my best friend, to find some clarity amidst the chaos. Vivian’s eyes sparkled as she sipped her wine, her presence a spark that warmed my chest, her laughter a steady flame that eased my tension, but my heart pounded with the question I couldn’t hold back.My hands steadied, as I leaned forward, my voice soft but laced with concern, my chest aching with the hope that she’d shed light on Ethan’s strange beh
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 196
Olivia's POV The living room glowed softly under the warm light of the lamps, their golden hues casting gentle shadows across the walls. My heart thudded, a restless pulse that mirrored the tension of recent days. My hands fidgeted with the fringe of a throw blanket draped across my lap, my throat tightening as I sat on the couch.My breath came shallow, my heart racing with the need to bridge the distance that still lingered between us, my chest heaving with the hope that we could move forward, my care for Austin a steady flame that flickered with doubt but burned brightly enough to keep me tethered to him.I glanced at Austin, standing in the kitchen, his silhouette framed by the dim light as he poured a glass of water, his movements deliberate but tense. My heart pounded, my throat burning with the question that had been gnawing at me since he’d mentioned confronting Ethan about the wedding stay. “Austin,” I said, my voice soft but laced with determination, my heart thudding w
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 195
Lucas's POV The diner’s fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting a harsh glow across the chipped vinyl booth where I sat, my heart pounding with a fragile hope that felt like it could shatter under the weight of my reality. My hands gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles whitening, my throat tightening with the rush of elation from Carla’s identification of Austin, a breakthrough that had ignited a spark in my chest, only to be tempered by the fear that it wasn’t enough. My chest heaved, my jaw clenching as I waited for Hargrove, my lawyer, to join me, my breath shallow, my heart racing with the anticipation of laying out my progress—Carla’s testimony, her finger pointing at Austin’s photo, a side and back view that could finally start unraveling the frame job that had stolen my freedom. Hargrove strode in, his weathered briefcase thudding onto the table, his gray eyes sharp but steady, his presence a spark that warmed my chest, his gruff professionalism a steady flame t
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 194
Ethan's POVThe hospital parking lot was a desolate stretch of asphalt, the late afternoon sun. My heart thudded, a relentless drum of exhaustion and frustration, my hands gripping the steering wheel of my borrowed car, my throat tightening with the bitter taste of defeat. I’d visited three of the five hospital staff on my list, each one a dead end, their identical stories—“I didn’t see anything”—ringing in my ears like a mocking refrain. My chest heaved, my jaw clenching as I leaned back, my breath shallow, my heart racing with the sinking fear that I was running out of leads, that I’d never clear my name. My chest aching with the desperation to find something, anything, to prove I wasn’t the murderer.I pulled out my phone, my hands trembling as I checked the time, my throat tightening with the realization that I was due to meet the fourth staff member, a nurse named Carla, in ten minutes. My heart thudded, my jaw grinding as I thought of the past three interviews—blank stares
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