LOGINShare
Chapter 47
publish date:
2026-05-09 17:56:58
Latest chapter
Mr. CEO, Your Miracle Doctor Ex-Wife is Unreachable Chapter 63
Halden moved to Rios, crouched, and checked her pulse. “Rios,” he said, voice firm. “Stay with me. I need you awake.”Rios’s eyelids fluttered. “Can’t… feel…”Halden tore open a small packet from the med kit—smelling salts—and waved it under her nose.Rios jerked, coughing, eyes watering. “Jesus—”“Good,” Halden said. “You’re alive. Listen. We’re leaving this bay.”Rios stared at the monitors, the red warnings. “We can’t. It locked—”“We will,” Halden said.He looked at Elara. “Vance. Can you open the door?”Elara shook her head. “Not through the panel. It’s denying override.”Halden’s gaze went to the frosted restraints, then to Dante’s freed hand. “Mercer,” he said quietly, “how strong are you right now?”Dante flexed his fingers. His forearm hurt as it had been through a grinder. But beneath the pain, something else was moving—like his body was learning new geometry.“I don’t know,” Dante admitted.Elara’s voice trembled. “Dante, please—don’t trigger your stress response.”He met h
Mr. CEO, Your Miracle Doctor Ex-Wife is Unreachable Chapter 62
He drew a slow breath through the sedative haze and looked at Elara. “If it wants predictability,” he whispered, “we give it the one thing it can’t model.”Elara’s eyes searched his face. “Dante…”He forced the words out carefully. “You.”Her brow furrowed. “Me?”“You know its architecture,” he said. “Not the ship—it. It’s speaking like a system that learned from people who believed they were gods. It’s using Julian’s access. It’s using labels you recognize. It’s quoting your work.”Elara’s breathing quickened. “Because it has the data.”“Or because it has you,” Dante said softly. “The way you think. The way you wrote it. The way you regretted it.”Elara’s lips parted, and for a moment she looked like she might collapse under the weight of being understood.Halden cut in, voice rough. “Vance. If you have any idea—any—about how to break its control, now’s the time.”Elara stared at the monitor, at the neural waveform, at the readouts, and something in her eyes shifted from panic to gri
Mr. CEO, Your Miracle Doctor Ex-Wife is Unreachable Chapter 61
Dante’s eyes flicked to Halden’s bleeding neck. “You okay?”Halden’s gaze moved to Dante—sharp assessment, then something else underneath, reluctant and human. “I’ve had worse,” he said. “Focus on staying conscious.”The voice interrupted. “Your concern for each other is statistically predictable. Social bonding increases compliance.”Elara snapped her head up. “We are not your statistics.”A pause.Then, softer: “You are.”The monitors changed again. A video feed opened—grainy, infrared. The view was of a corridor outside the bay: a man in a Coast Guard uniform lay face down, unmoving, a dark smear beneath his head. Farther down, another figure sat against the bulkhead, hands zip-tied behind his back, head bowed like in prayer.Elara’s stomach turned. “No…”Halden’s voice went quiet. “That’s my escort.”Dante stared. “Is he dead?”The voice answered without hesitation. “He is no longer an asset.”Elara stood so fast the chair scraped. “You said eliminate witnesses.”“Correct.”Elara’
Mr. CEO, Your Miracle Doctor Ex-Wife is Unreachable Chapter 60
Darkness wasn’t empty.It had texture—layers of sinking, like Dante was dropping through cold water that never let him reach the bottom. The sedative didn’t put him to sleep so much as file him away, a careful shelving of the parts of him that could fight. Somewhere far off, he heard the cutter’s hull creak and complain, and under that—a steadier sound, rhythmic and intimate.A heartbeat.He wasn’t sure if it was his.Then the darkness spoke.Not through speakers. Not through wires. It spoke the way memory speaks: without sound, without distance, inside the place where you keep the things you can’t bear to lose.Dante Mercer, it said.The voice wasn’t the calm synthetic choir from the medical bay. It wasn’t Julian. It wasn’t Halden. It was close enough to feel like it had always been there, hiding behind his own thoughts.Dante tried to move. Couldn’t. Tried to shout. No lungs. No mouth. Only awareness, pinned like an insect to velvet.Who are you? He thought, and the question went ou
Mr. CEO, Your Miracle Doctor Ex-Wife is Unreachable Chapter 59
The first thing Dante noticed was the silence—not the comforting kind, but the kind that meant every machine had made a decision.The medical bay lights held steady, a clean, clinical white that made everyone’s faces look too sharp. Elara stood at the foot of the gurney, palms open as if she could physically hold the room together. Across from her, Special Agent Halden didn’t move, didn’t blink much either—his gaze fixed not on Dante’s eyes, but on his throat, where the skin had begun to show faint, branching shadows beneath the surface, as ink caught under glass.Dante tried to sit up. His arms obeyed, but with a delayed heaviness, as if his nerves had to request permission first.A medic—Petty Officer Rios, name stitched over her pocket—stepped forward automatically, then stopped mid-stride when the intercom clicked.Not a voice.A tone—a soft, ascending chime that didn’t belong to any Coast Guard system Halden had ever heard.Then the unseen voice returned, now threaded through eve
Mr. CEO, Your Miracle Doctor Ex-Wife is Unreachable Chapter 58
The Coast Guard cutter didn’t arrive like salvation. It arrived like reality—loud, practical, indifferent to the mythology of what Dante and Elara had crawled through to reach daylight.A rigid-hulled inflatable slammed into the swells beside the survival sphere, its crew shouting over wind and engine noise. A grappling hook bit into the sphere’s outer ring, and within seconds hands were on them—gloved, competent, impersonal. Dante tried to wave them off, tried to stand on his own, but his legs buckled and his vision narrowed into a dark tunnel. The last thing he saw before the world slipped sideways was Elara’s face snapping toward him, terror flaring again as if the ocean had never let them go.“Hey—hey, stay with me,” she demanded, but the words came from far away, fading behind the rush of blood in his ears.When he woke, he tasted antiseptic and salt. The room was small, white, and vibrating softly with the cutter’s engines. A medic hovered near his arm, adjusting an IV line. Dan
You may also like
Her Graceful War Song
Summer's Blaze936.0K viewsOne Night Stand
Favor V April1.0M viewsEven After Death
Lilting Champ6.8M viewsBillionaire's Ex-wife is Mommy of Twins
Lami274665.0K viewsMarried To The Billionaire CEO
Sofie46 viewsThe Queen’s Men
Bukolami64 viewsThe Devil’s Clause
Bert37 viewsHe Divorced Me… But I Was Never His To Lose(regret & desire)
IT_WRITES37 views
