All Chapters of Single Daddy's Beloved Wife: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

It only took an hour and some minutes to arrive in the new city of Lyon. Alana was happy that Julius was already there to accompany her. Her assistant Becky was there as well. After a rough flight with Ricardo. She didn't even want to set her eyes on him for the rest of the trip.“It's good to have you…but I offered to use my villa…well…” Julius said hesitantly, he wanted Alana to stay at his visit since this was her first time in the city.“I'm sorry, Julius… I don't want to inconvenience you” It was hard to explain, but she would rather not bother anyone. And if she agreed she would send out the wrong impression. “We are friends aren't we…the resort is okay, but I don't think it's safe,” he muttered, not sure why Alana always refused his offer. He only wanted to do something nice for her.“And I appreciate it…but I was told the resort is where everything will be happening…it will be more convenient for me in terms of movement,” all she wanted was to be independent and not depend on

There was nothing Becky feared than standing beside her boss, who was practically seething with rage. They were at a roadside restaurant waiting for Julius. After an encounter with that woman and Ricardo. Alana just wanted to be alone. “Did you call them…” Alana asked, slamming her cup of coffee hard on the table. Beck was startled, but she regained her wits and nodded. “Y-yes… I called for some backup, don't worry,” Becky remarked, even that didn't seem to calm Alana down. The coffee was hot, but the way she gulped it down made Becky wonder. “How dare he…such a fool,” Alana kept muttering while drinking coffee? She made a mistake coming here. She thought it would do her good, but unfortunately, it did not. “Mr. Julius is here,” Becky said when she spotted Julius getting out of his sports car. Alana glanced up and saw him too. The restaurant was a fast food one, they were sitting closer to the entrance, which showed the parking lot since the walls were entirely made of glass. “Hel

Stacey, dressed in a tight black gown, walked towards Ricardo with an alluring smile. “Hello there,” she purred, running her hands through her hair. “I didn't know you would come so fast.” She said while biting her lower. Ricardo eyed her suspiciously. “You had your men following me,” Ricardo Said as he glanced around the suite. Stacey owned the glorious resort. “What are you planning?” He added with narrowed eyes. Stacey stared at him for a while and walked to the bar area in her living room. “Oh, you misunderstood them… I just wanted to know what the bad man was up to,” she said, her eyes narrowing. She picked up a bottle of whiskey and glanced over at Ricardo. “It's late… I better go,” Ricardo said, knowing he was supposed to meet Alana. After so long, he was getting closer to having his wife back.“You were never like this Ricardo…in the past, you were so wild…but now,” Stacey said while eyeing him from head to toe. Her lips quivered upwards as she poured the whiskey into two

Becky paced back and forth, her eyes filled with worry, as she clutched her phone tightly against her chest. The bustling mall felt oddly silent as she waited for any sign of help. Suddenly, she heard faint, muffled voices coming from the elevator. Her heart skips a beat.“Oh no, madam! Is that you!? She quickly took out her phone and dialed for help, pressing her trembling finger against the screen.“Hello? Yes, my boss, she's trapped in the elevator! Please, we need help!” This was her fault. She should have gone with her boss. Soon the manager came rushing with some security. “What's going on, here,” the manager asked while his men rushed to the elevator. Becky was too agitated to explain.“You should know these buildings are used by people…how can you keep an elevator which is not working!” Becky yelled, feeling frustrated. They knew the elevator wasn't working, but they used it anyway.“I'm sorry to miss…this has never happened before…don't worry…my men will handle this,” the man

ABANDONED CABIN—LIVING ROOM—NIGHTAlana frantically paced the room, glancing out the fogged-up window every few seconds. Julius sat on a worn-out couch, worry etched across his face. They found a safe cabin on their way. It was too dangerous to stay in the car since it was getting dark.“Oh my god, Julius, what are we going to do? We're stuck here in the middle of nowhere, with no phone service or gas. And it's pouring outside!” She panicked as she tried to look out the window. It was getting dark. She thought they could have some help, but to no avail.“I know, Alana. It's not ideal, but we'll figure something out. Maybe someone will find us, or perhaps the rain will stop soon,” Julius replied reluctantly. Alana turned to face Julius, her expression filled with fear and frustration.“Julius, I'm scared. What if we're stuck here all night? And I can't even call for help,” she was certain Ricardo would be worried. “Alana, please take the jacket. It'll keep you warm. You know I don't