تسجيل الدخولمشاركة
CHAPTER 050: SAMANTHA
تاريخ النشر:
2026-03-05 03:46:08
أحدث فصل
MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 094: SAMANTHA’S POV
I hung the picture back in its place. Then moved slowly through the house. Pushed the door to the kitchen, old wooden table still stood in the center, chairs pushed in neatly. I ran my hand over the surface. Dust came away on my fingers. I wiped it on the dress Lucy had given me.Then I took the narrow wooden stairs up to the second floor. Each step creaked under my weight, the sound brought back memories of sneaking down at night for water when I couldn’t sleep.My old room was first. The door stuck a little when I pushed it open. Inside, the small bed was still made, covers faded from years of sun. On the wall near the window were the inscriptions I had scratched there as a teenager, my name, Mia’s name, silly hearts and stars. A small laugh, half cry, escaped my throat.A few of my old clothes still hung in the wardrobe. I opened it. The fabric smelled musty. My hands came away covered in fine gray dust when I touched the hangers. I closed the door again.Then I walked to what used
MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 093: SAMANTHA’S POV
I stood on the cracked sidewalk in front of the old house, the place where I grew up. The afternoon sun beat down on the faded blue paint, making the wooden porch look even more tired than I remembered. The yard was overgrown with weeds that brushed against my ankles. My heart felt heavy in my chest as I stared at the rusted padlock on the front door.Lucy had helped call a couple of men from the street. They worked with hammers and crowbars, metal clanging against metal. Each strike sent dust and small rust flakes flying into the air. I watched them, arms wrapped around myself above my protruding stomach, the breeze tugging at my hair. I exhaled a couple of times heavily while fighting the memories flooding my mind.lQuiet dinners at the small wooden table inside. Mom dishing out rice and vegetables, three-year-old Mia giggling at something silly I said. Dad’s chair empty after he passed, but Mom still setting a place for him out of habit. The way the three of us would sit togethe
MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 092: ALEX’S POV
The sky moved from bright and sunny to cloudy. Two police vans stood right where I parked my car. Distant enough not to create awareness.While Detective Bradford and I kept watch at the house, four other officers combed the community, the farmlands, and the surrounding bushes. And Sara? If I hadn't known she was just Lena's friend, I would have taken her to be her sister. This kind of friendship was rare, often not seen amongst sisters too.Each time I looked at her in that pitiful manner, her lips parted with that subtle assurance. She was too sure Lena would come out safely. According to her, Lena can be emotional but never weak. She was now concerned about capturing Marcus. She positioned herself right behind a farmhouse toward the major entrance of the street, distinct enough to be seen easily, yet clear enough to capture any vehicle making its way into the vicinity. I had lost count of how many hours we spent waiting, maybe five or six or more. I stood there, sandwiched betwe
MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 091: SAMANTHA’S POV
The little energy I had left was leaving me, but not just that, I feared the neighbors might think there was a burglar around. With the way I was hitting hard against the padlock, it was easy for them to do anything, maybe call the police on me. But I do not have any other choice. I would have to sleep out in the cold if I failed to open this door. The door I was struggling to open looked like an entrance to a haunted house. I was sure that every part of the floor would be covered in thick dust as well as the walls and every other thing in there. But there was no other place I could go to at this time, I had miraculously escaped from Marcus and his accomplice, with nothing left on me. There was basically nothing I could do with a dead phone, an empty purse, and a jar of pepper spray, especially not with the way I looked. No hotel would accommodate, that was if I had a means of payment. I swallowed hard. I was as thirsty as the dry land in summer. I knew I could get nothing to eat
MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 090: SAMANTHA’S POV
I ran, as fast as my wobbling legs could carry me, feet getting stuck in the muddy farmlands. The sky looked like it was about to rain. But as long as I was out of that room, I could handle every other thing. I spun my neck at intervals checking if the raggedy man was coming behind me, there was no sight of him, nor of Marcus. My chest was rising and falling too fast, I was sure I looked like a ghost now. Tired eyes, wobbling knees, the dress on me felt too tight. I paused for a while, stretched my hand to the zipper, and pulled it till it stood just above my bra. I let out a low growl the moment fresh air fell on that part of my skin. That helped a bit, with my bag clasped tightly over my chest, eyes darting toward every rustling sound in the bush, I walked. My mind flew back to Mia and Aunt Linda, back to the life I had left behind, back to my Angel of a friend, Sara, back to Victoria that I was praying to see again, and now I had become the abducted one, funny but not
MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 089: AUTHOR’S POV
Her hands shook, the groaning sound of the man was destabilizing her, the burner phone in his hand was ringing, vibrating insistently. She knew at once who it was. Marcus. And he could sense the tension in the man if the man picked up. Then her eyes flashed to the table that stood against the wall, she stretched out her leg, and grabbed the vase that stood on it.“Lord, forgive me for what I'm about to do,” she muttered in her throat, hands shaking still. She lifted the vase in her hands and smashed it against the back of his head. The man sprawled to the dusty floor, vibrating like life was leaving him, blood spilled to the floor. Then he went still. Her heart thumped, chest rising fast, she bent over, felt his pulse, it was there but weak. He was unconscious. She pulled off him quickly. Time to act, not pity.She turned, grabbed her bag off the bed, something crashed across the floor from the bag, her eyes darted toward the sound once, it was her wristwatch.Every second mattered
MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 043: MARCUS’S POV
I had stood by the window for too long, fingers clenched around the edge of the heavy curtain as if it would tear it down. My brows furrowed, each vein thumping hard under my skin as I stood there, watching as the black SUV rolled down the driveway, headlights sweeping across the tall building bef
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-29MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 032: SAMANTHA’S POV
I really do not know how to react to the bouquet even after Sara had left. I managed to convince her it was one of his games to get me back to him.I grabbed my phone, searched for his number, then realised he was still blocked on it. I unblocked him in a few taps, then the call went through. His v
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-25MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 030: SAMANTHA’S POV
The night wrapped around us like a blanket we hadn’t asked for. Night flies occasionally resting on our bodies, their creaking sounds the only evident sounds apart from our own voices.We’d lost track of time completely, no clocks, no phones, just the slow lap of water against the pool tiles, catch
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-25MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK CHAPTER 007: SAMANTHA’S POV
“What was he doing here?” I furrowed my brows, carefully drew on the transparent bathroom linen, enough to cover a bit, his shadow still visible to me.“Move away now, or I'll scream the loudest!” I felt my blood surge. My voice cracked, louder than I expected.I stretched. This time, his shadow w
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-17
قد تعجبك أيضًا
Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn't Easy
Inked Snow3.3M وجهات النظرThe Breaking Point of Love
Cloudsearcher3.5M وجهات النظرMy Best Friend's Father
Thorns629.6K وجهات النظرChasing My Pregnant Wife
Night Revelations863.9K وجهات النظرThe Bully's Regret
Sam Shelly 136 وجهات النظرThe Ex-convict Wife’s Revenge
pinkiewrites235 وجهات النظرTrapped Between Two Brothers
CJ Fantasies262 وجهات النظرYou Called Me Unworthy. Why Are You Begging Now That I’m a Hot Single Mom?
Hannah Lane352 وجهات النظر
