Semua Bab EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE: Bab 161 - Bab 167

THIRD PERSON POV“What are you doing here?” Chris’s disgruntled voice echoed, and his eyes squinted. Bianca rolled her eyes and pushed past him, then headed inside.“Hey! Come back here. You don’t belong in here.” He was yelling, his finger pointing at her, and then his eyes moved to the guard and the luggage. “Hell no, take that out now!” The guard froze in confusion over what to do. Bianca’s eyes ran over the house, and everything remained the same.“Take it to my room.” She informed, turning her head to the guard.He nodded and skaddled off.“Hey!” Chris yelled causing her to turn fully.“Is that how to talk to the woman of the house? The last time I checked, your mother isn’t married to my husband. I could throw you out for trespassing.” Bianca’s voice was oddly calm.She had no idea where her strength had come from, but she wanted to be here; she had to put up her strongest fight without minding which of them would get hurt.“You left!”“And now I am back. Or are you slow?”Chr

THIRD PERSON’S POVBy the time Bianca woke up, she was clutching her stomach in pain. Her body was a bit weak, and that was when it dawned on her that she had not eaten anything all day. Now, the sky had turned pitch black. Her medication was untouched, too. Having the urge to quench her thirst and use her drugs, she pulled herself out of bed and headed toward the door. Grabbing the doorknob, it doesn't shake, no matter how many times she turns it. It was locked.By someone.Panic shot through her as her eyes widened, and she could see everything turning against her. Death seemed nearer than usual, and tears clutched onto her lashes as she found herself shaking her hand. Her hands were trembling. “Open this door!!” Her voice was high, but no matter how many minutes passed, no help came.The pain was hitting like a blow, each thrust deeper than the last, and her legs weakened like marshmallows underneath her frame. Gradually, her vision blurred like a pair of broken lenses, with her

THIRD PERSON POVBianca was lying on the bed, something strapped to her right arm, and the machine beeping softly while John sat there, holding onto her left hand like it was all he needed to breathe, his chest was heavy, and his breathing rough with every second that day. The doctor had said she was lucky and that she had a close call with death.“She should wake up soon.” He had informed before leaving the room to attend to other patients.And so John held onto that hope and vowed never to leave her side. “Please wake up, love.” He mumbled under his breath, his fingers shaking as he moved some strands of hair away from her face to avoid her being in discomfort.His eyes rested on her cracked, dry lips, and tears stung his eyelids. She looked so peaceful. Bianca was a sweet soul who didn't deserve all this.The door slid open, but he didn't raise his head to look in that direction.“She isn't waking up, doctor.” His voice trembled slightly like a cold leaf while trying to brace hims

ALARIC’S POVMy woman wasn't picking up her calls or returning my messages.I clicked the power button for the umpteenth time as I sat there with my lawyers, zoning out from what they were saying. I was sitting in their office, on the second floor of the building.“Are you here with us, sir?” I heard one of them say, and I raised my eyes to see them staring at me.“Yeah.” I cleared my throat, shoving the phone in my pocket. “Where were we?” They sent one another a look, then back at me.“We submitted the list to the police, who met with most of them. Some are out of the country presently. We barely got anything out of them except the fact that they ran different chains of businesses all around the world. No one has a bad record with them.”I pinned my lips together as I hummed. “So does that help with the case?” The tall lady shook her head, and I sighed in frustration. “Everything of use?” I pressed further.They shook their heads.“But if we keep trying…”I raked my fingers thro