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No Second Chances, Ex-husband CHAPTER 0193
LAUREN'S POV I rushed over to my room, which was only a few feet away, my heart hammering so loudly that I could almost hear the pulse in my ears. As soon as I got inside, I quietly closed the door, pressing my back against it for a moment. My palms were slightly damp with sweat, but I didn’t care. I needed to move fast. My hands reached down, unbuttoning the skirt I wore earlier. It wasn’t exactly ideal for what I was about to do. If I was going to sneak my way to wherever Roman was heading, I couldn’t let a skirt limit me. I pulled it off quickly and grabbed the trousers I had worn yesterday. They were a bit wrinkled, but right now that didn’t matter. I shoved one leg in, then the other, tugging them up in a rush. Just as I was zipping them, the door creaked open behind me. My breath hitched, and I froze. For a second, I thought it was Roman, and a cold wave of panic washed through me. I turned around, my mind scrambling for an excuse if he caught me halfway dressed like this.
No Second Chances, Ex-husband CHAPTER 0192
LAUREN'S POV “I’ve got something,” the head IT guy finally said, breaking through the suffocating silence that had swallowed the entire room. Everyone’s head snapped toward him. For a second, it felt like the air shifted that fragile silence now filled with a sudden jolt of hope and fear. Roman and Tessa rushed to his side, while I remained frozen for a heartbeat before my legs caught up with my pulse. “Talk to me,” the investigator demanded, his voice sharp and controlled. The IT guy’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, his eyes darting across lines of code. “I was able to get a ping of her location from the IP address,” he began, his tone careful, almost hesitant. Then he swallowed hard. “But… there’s a small issue.” My heart clenched. An issue? Those two words hit harder than any punch. My entire body tensed, and the faint hope I’d begun to feel trembled at the edge of collapse. I didn’t want to hear anything that had the word “problem” in it not tonight, not when every second
No Second Chances, Ex-husband CHAPTER 0191
LAUREN'S POV “Before I left, everything was fine. There was nothing missing, nothing unusual,” I said quietly, my voice trembling slightly as the private investigator jotted notes on a pad in front of him. His pen moved with precision, The calm, analytical look on his face made me feel small and desperate in contrast. “When I got back, I made sure to scan the whole house because I thought someone had come to rob us,” I continued, my voice breaking a little, “but everything was in place.” For a moment, the room fell silent, filled only with the faint hum of computers and the soft tapping of keys from the investigators working behind us. I could feel the weight of everyone’s eyes on me, waiting for me to remember something, anything that could help. Then, suddenly, like a spark in my mind, a faint memory flashed through. “But…” I said abruptly, raising my head. That single word made everyone turn toward me. Roman’s eyes locked on mine, hopeful yet cautious. The private investigator
No Second Chances, Ex-husband CHAPTER 0190
LAUREN'S POV After I finished eating, I sat back in silence for a moment, my eyes lingering on the now empty plates. The maids had left some time ago, but the smell of pancakes and syrup still hung faintly in the air. Letting out a quiet breath, I pushed the tray aside and got up. The soft carpet muffled my steps as I walked into the bathroom. The large mirror greeted me with a reflection I barely recognized. I stared at myself for a moment longer before turning on the shower. Warm water rushed down my body, washing away the dirt, the exhaustion, and maybe a small fraction of the pain that had clung to me since yesterday. My thoughts ran wild as the water hit my skin, flashes of Aria’s smile, the sound of her laughter, the way she’d reach out her small hands for a hug whenever she saw me. Where was she now? Was she safe? Was she crying for me? By the time I turned off the shower and stepped out, my mind was heavy again. I grabbed a towel, drying myself slowly, almost absent
No Second Chances, Ex-husband CHAPTER 0189
LAUREN'S POV “Come on, you haven’t eaten anything all day. My chef will prepare something nice for you to eat,” Roman said, his voice gentle yet firm, like he was trying to convince a stubborn child. Normally, those words might’ve sounded comforting — the thought of a warm meal, a quiet space, and someone genuinely caring about how I felt. But right now, they only felt like an echo in my head. The idea of food disgusted me. How could I sit at a dining table, eating good food prepared by a chef, when I didn’t even know if my daughter had eaten anything since she was taken? The thought of Aria being hungry, scared, and alone somewhere made my stomach twist painfully. “No, I’m not in the mood,” I said, shaking my head, my voice flat. “But…” I didn’t even let him finish. “I’d just like to go to my room and rest, maybe think,” I interrupted softly, not wanting this to turn into an argument. I didn’t have the strength for that. Roman studied me for a moment. I could see it in his eyes
No Second Chances, Ex-husband CHAPTER 0188
LAUREN'S POV Today felt like a crushing, endless failure. The whole day had slipped through our fingers and with it any hope of finding Aria. Ethan was nowhere to be found. Aria was nowhere. I lay flat across the backseat of the car as if it were my bed, the leather cool beneath my cheek. The tears I had been holding so tightly all day began to leak out anyway, slow and relentless. There was nothing I could do to stop it. The pain sat in my chest like a weight I hadn’t felt since Elena died. That grief had been a raw, jagged thing — a bright, unbearable wound and today that old ache came back, ugly and familiar. Only now it was mixed with a fear so sharp I could hardly breathe, what if Aria wasn’t alive? The thought looped through my mind, relentless. He could have taken her somewhere and killed her, then disappeared. The silence of the last few hours did nothing to soothe that fear; if Ethan wanted to get back at me, I expected a call by now, a ransom demand, a taunt, anything. Ins
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