Todos os capítulos de TAKE ME BACK, DEAR EX WIFE: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

CAROLINE “Cancel my plans for the afternoon, Susan. I have somewhere important to be.” “Miss. Caroline, please don't do anything rash. Also, why are there photos of you leaving the restaurant with the Patterson siblings? Did you… you didn't try to-” I slowed down the car when I got closer to the security check at the big black gate. I could barely even peep inside. The two security guards walked out from their corner and approached my car with a doubting face, glancing at each other as they approached me. “Susan,” I gulped. “I'll call you back. Handle things while I'm away,” I hung up before she could say another word. I was nervous for some reasons. “Deep breaths, deep breaths, Caroline.” One knocked on my window and bent his knees to be on my eye level as I lowered the window. “Wrong way, Miss?” he asked, arching a brow. I looked at the gate and shook my head, “No, no I'm supposed to be here.” His black eyes were sharp and icy. It pricked my skin and goosebumps broke out all

MALCOLM“What do you mean by she's at the hotel?” I gripped the wheels and made the next turn. “How did she get in?” My heart drummed twice as much.How the heck did she get in? She wasn't supposed to find out about that place. I made a U-turn as quickly as I could.Louise and Marilyn would just have to wait for when I get back to scold their asses for what they've done.“Where's Ethan and Emma? I want them assigned to her, got it? No one else goes near her, do you understand that?”“Yes, sir. Are you on your way here?”“On high fucking speed, Britney.”It just had to be Patterson! That old bitch couldn't resist sending new souls to the devil's harem. It was a good thing it wasn't a weekend but then that didn't mean there wouldn't be anyone there to see her.“What the fuck are you getting yourself into, Caroline?”I imagined her clueless face filled with horror when she finally realized it wasn't just a normal hotel. There was a reason that the hotel was off the grid. It was the devil

MALCOLMThe sound of the gun pierced the hallway but her scream was what made my heart tremble.“Caroline!” I rushed to her side as she collapsed, caught her before she could crumble to the floor and pressed my hand to her side to stop the blood.“Oh my god! Oh my god! Y-You shot a customer,” Emma whispered. “Y-You broke the rules!”“I-I wasn't aiming for her!”Did he just stutter? I turned to the Enforcer and he staggered in his steps. He looked tense, afraid too. His demeanor was completely off and his whole aura was terrified.“She's losing a lot of blood!” Ethan's voice caught my attention and I cupped her face, tears streaming down her wide eyes.“You're gonna be okay. I'll make sure of that. Emma, get the fucking medic to my room right now.” But she didn't move, she was too shaken from the sight of blood and from the situation.“Shit! Ethan! Take Emma out of here and get me a fucking medic now!”He sprung into action, pulling her wrist and dragging her out of the hallway. I gath

CAROLINEMalcolm's phone rang almost immediately, the annoying shrill of his ringtone blasting the air and pulling us away. I found my heart racing and my cheeks burning.“Sorry, I have to take this,” he got up.“Wait, how do you receive calls? I literally have no bars.”He smiled like it was normal. “You'll have to switch to a different network when you're here and yes, your calls are being recorded.”“What? So how the fuck is this a safe haven?”“It's safe for kinks and trafficking, not anything else.” He walked away to answer his phone and I heard his voice soften.Something stabbed at my heart for a while until he mentioned “Marilyn” and I felt relieved.God! No. Oh no. Not again. Not now and certainly not ever.I wiped my eyes clean of the tears and lifted my ripped shirt to look at the wound. They stitched me up pretty good-“Baby, you shouldn't have gone there with mom. I trusted you not to act like that. When I get back, we'll talk about this… is she drinking again? Fuck!” He

CAROLINEGrandmother was… different.It didn't matter how grown up I was. To her, I was a child and “spare the rod and spoil the child,” she believed.Oh! Not once did she spare the rod.Flashes of being dragged down to the basement, my pleas falling on deaf ears, waltzed to the mind. Nothing but my screams and her whips broke the silence of the basement.Tears burned in my eyes, blurring my sight and my shoulders trembled. I gripped the sheets tighter to my chest, biting my lips hard. His hands on my shoulders felt like small but sharp needles, piercing me hard with the reminder.“Caroline, please, talk to me-”“Let me go!” I screamed and pushed him hard. He didn't see it coming. He almost tripped over his own feet, staggering back with a great force.My violence startled me, the sound of my scream echoing back to my own ears. Malcolm looked surprised, taken aback. He couldn't believe I could do something like that.I trembled as I took a step back then hurriedly picked up my clothes