Lahat ng Kabanata ng Take My Husband, Let Me Marry Yours: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

SELENA’S POV:THAT SAME DAY:I slowly opened my eyes and was hit with darkness. It was thick and suffocating, like a curtain was drawn over my senses. My head throbbed with an ache coming along, and my entire body felt heavy, as if weighed down by visible chains.I blinked repeatedly as it dawned on me what had happened, how I pictured things and hoped last night wouldn't go as planned. I was not in the arms of Henry nor holding my daughter, I was here.Curse you, Joey Quinn,Just as his name came to my eyes, my eyes slowly fluttered open. The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes wasn’t even the pain. It wasn’t the wetness of the floor beneath me or the thin, cold air. It was him.A figure unmoving seated in a black rotating chair. He was quiet and his eyes were fixed on me.He was sitting under an exposed bulb hanging overhead. His shadow was cast in jagged fragments, cut up by the inconsistent light. One leg folded over the other, hands covering the front of his mouth, like h

3RD POV:A WEEK LATER:“Business Tycoon and wife to Henry Scott, Selena Monica Scott, has been kidnapped by architect and CEO, Joey Quinn….anyone who can provide information about her whereabouts will be rewarded handsomely.” The news of Selena's disappearance had spread throughout the whole country and world at large. Her face, once a symbol of success and motivation, now stared back from every screen, accompanied by the chilling headline: "Prominent Businesswoman Missing" “Crazy Architect kidnaps wife to Henry Scott.” It was all over posters, every news channel attached with a reward.Young girls and women, her staff all over the world were now praying and clamoring for the authorities to do something as she was not just a CEO but a public figure. Henry just knew it would make Selena smile knowing how much people, strangers, cared for her.“How are you?” Mrs Scott asked lowly, as she stood behind Henry, who was at the balcony taking in the air and trying his best to think. He was

3RD POV:Henry stood there, staring at nothing, feeling that terrible weight fall back onto his chest like a mountain. His breathing became shallow, his throat tightening. Then suddenly, all that emotion he’d been holding in came bursting out. He slammed his fist into one of the metal shelves with a loud crash, rattling the old frame and sending dust flying into the air.“Damn it!” he yelled, his voice echoing into the cold space.Cameron walked up quietly behind him, not saying anything at first. Then he rested a steady hand on Henry’s shoulder, firm but gentle.“We still have one more,” he said softly, his voice the only bit of calm in the chaos. “The third one. We’re not done yet.”A thick lump rose in Henry’s throat, tightening every word as he spoke through clenched teeth. “This better be it. I swear, this better be the one.”The helicopter lifted off again, slicing through the darkening sky. Henry sat forward, tense, staring out the window while the wind howled around them. He g

SELENA’S POV:AT THE HOSPITAL:The lights of the emergency room hit me as soon as the ambulance doors opened. Voices, loud and urgent, swirled around me, paramedics yelled orders, nurses rushing to prepare. But all I could focus on was Henry’s body, limp and pale, being wheeled ahead with urgency.“No! Please!” I screamed, trying to run after him, but my legs felt like stone. My body was still shaking from all that happened with Joey, but none of that compared to the horror of watching the love of my life bleed out in front of me. My knees jerked forward, and if not for Cameron catching me, I would’ve collapsed right there on the floor.“He’s going to be okay. He has to be,” Cameron muttered, though his voice shook like he was assuring himself too.Liv rushed in moments later, her eyes immediately scanning the chaos before falling on me. She broke into a sprint, hugging me so tightly I could barely breathe. Cherry, Gabby, Julian, Mr and Mrs Scott and everyone else.“Selena. God. You’r

SELENA’S POV:And then I slowly backed away, swaying my hips as I walked off, turning back to wink at him while he shook his head and laughed, looking at me like I was the only girl in the world. Of course I am.I turned my head slowly, just looking around and soaking everything in, and that’s when I saw Zoey walking in, holding hands with Blake. The two of them looked like they had just stepped out of a love story. Zoey was glowing, really glowing, not from makeup or lights, but from the kind of glow that comes from peace and growth and happiness. She was wearing this soft yellow dress that hugged her body so nicely, and her hair was curled in this way that looked like she didn’t even try too hard, but still came out looking like a queen.She looked so strong. Not just physically, but in that quiet, powerful way women do when they’ve been through so much and still come out standing tall. She looked like someone who had walked through fire and turned into gold. I couldn’t help but smi