All Chapters of EX-HUSBAND’S LAST CHANCE AT LOVE: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

ALARIC’S POVSitting behind the wheel, I couldn't stop thinking about the call. Deep down, I was torn between telling the cops and not, and at last, I kept it to myself. Pulling out the case immediately would raise suspicion so instead I let myself march out of the building.The woman was innocent.The words rang in my head countless times. But was I to believe that?The phone’s ringtone sliced through the air causing me to startle a bit as I jotted out of the haze. My mind going back to the previous caller but I picked up despite that.“Hey, Son. You with Ruby?” I blinked in relief the second I realized it was my father-in-law. Getting used to calling her Ruby wasn't that easy. “I’m out but I will head home soon.”Nothing was said for a while from the other end, and something in my heart grew as I heard muffled sounds underneath.“We’ve been trying to get through to her to no avail. Her mother and I are worried.” He paused, muttering something inaudible to someone before he returne

THIRD PERSON’S POVWas it sane that since her confession Alaric had men out there gathering information on all the women who once worked with The Crawford? Especially those who got married when she was eight. It was barely twenty minutes ago so there was no information yet.Isabella was still in bed with her parents now sitting with her, her mother slowly stroking her hair.“Why didn’t you tell us?” She questioned, her voice almost extinct.Isabella lowered her head. “I didn't want to bother you.” “Nonsense, my child. Nonsense. You are allowed to bother us all our lives.” Alexander cut in, holding her palm in his.Her mother picked up her second palm, now rubbing at it gently.“We have lost you once, Ruby. Please don’t make us go through that again.” Hazel pleaded, the ache in her heart lessening a bit. “We will make sure we hire the best doctor for you. We will do anything.”Isabella’s lips cracked in a smile.There was a big relief within Alaric seeing her face lit up a little wit

ISABELLA’S POVThe cool air kissed my face as soon as I was led out of the jet. The blades from it still sending big waves all around. Beneath me was something solid.Floor? Soft palm wrapped around my right hand, and I could immediately tell it was Mother’s. She led me gently towards wherever this was. Deep down not being able to savor in the experience of visiting a new place was heartbreaking. As we proceeded, my nose caught sniff of a smell in the sky. Everywhere reeked of grass.“Where are we?” I asked, then quickly added. “Like right now?”“The field. We are close to the house.”’ I nodded, swallowing the lump of saliva in my throat. From behind me, I could hear Father shouting out an order to someone. “My baby?”“She is fine. She is with her grandfather.” That calmed the stir in me a little. I had no idea of how many minutes it took but I knew I counted my steps all through, as the only way to get my mind off reality.One hundred and twenty steps. One hundred and twenty one

ALARIC’S POV This wasn't the development I expected. My fist slammed into the dashboard as my annoyance consumed me. My end game was to drag her with me to my wife and make her plead for a second chance to live.But women like her didn't even deserve a second chance.I wanted nothing more than to slowly torture her in exchange for what she made my woman go through.My phone ringtone sliced through the air causing me to grunt as I pulled it out. An unknown number. My finger hovered over it as I contemplated between answering or ignoring and finally I slid the green button.“Yes.” I breathed out.“Mr Alaric. This is the police.” There was a pause then some sounds underneath. “We found a body, and we need you to come check if it is him.” My heart skipped a beat. A bead of sweat formed over my forehead.“Where?” My voice sounded distant.“Hallyway Bridge.” With that, the call dropped, and in the next minutes, I was steering the wheel with all my strength while my heart continued to bea

ALARIC’S POVI had thought that flying would be impossible given the warning, but somehow I had managed to get on the plane. My chest almost burst open from how fast my heart pounded. The journey had been like a ticking bomb for me. The eagerness that held me was high. The urge to see my wife again and wrap my arms around her.Soon, the plane landed, and I got out, heading towards where the cars were parked. I had been in a hurry and had not made enough preparation.As I stood in front of the building, the whole place was filled with people, some laughing with their loved ones, and others trying to get their clients downtown. I stepped into the one I had bought online before I boarded the plane. The newly hired driver was in it, a big grin on his lips.“Billionaire suspect flees this night after the death of his father. Police are on the lookout for…” The voice drifted off the radio.I frowned. That sounded oddly familiar. “Whatever your name is, drive,” I ordered, regardless, scrol