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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
No Second Chances, Ex-husband CHAPTER 0187
ETHAN'S POV I walked downstairs toward the living room where Sophia was already seated, the afternoon light slicing through the curtains and casting long, thin shadows across the rug. The house hummed with the ordinary sounds of a home kept clean for appearances — the soft tick of a clock on the mantel, the distant murmur of a television left on in another room. I took a seat next to her with a small, satisfied sigh and let the moment sit between us, heavy and deliberate. “Today is quite a day,” I said, letting the words roll out slowly and controlled. “A good one for us. I never expected us to get that little brat so easy.” Sophia’s expression was composed but there was a glint of suppressed excitement in her eyes. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind an ear and smiled in that way she used to when she wanted me to see the cunning behind her calm. “Neither did I,” she said. “To be honest, I was considering finding another way. I didn’t think you’d go get her yourself. I thought
No Second Chances, Ex-husband CHAPTER 0186
ETHAN'S POV “Where’s my mummy?” the little voice asked, fragile and innocent, and for a moment I let the sound sit in the room. I looked down at her, at the tiny face that carried more of Lauren than any headline ever could and I felt nothing but a curious distance. She looked like Lauren, yes. The curl of her lip when she frowned, the way she blinked at the unfamiliar ceiling above her bed. But there was no mirror of me in her features, and that fact steadied something dark inside me. “Keep quiet,” I said, flatly, and guided her to the small bedroom we’d arranged for her. This was to be temporary, I reminded myself: a holding place until Sophia and I decided the next step. I set her down on the bed and started to turn away. She jumped up as if sensing an opening and sprinted from the room. I moved faster. Caught her by the arm and dragged her back, the motion abrupt enough to make her little legs wobble. “If you do that again, bad things are going to happen to you,” I said, lettin
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