All Chapters of TAKE ME BACK EX WIFE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

071JOANA'S POVThe room became eerie with silence, Clinton fuming with rage, Anita's face covered with tears, and Caleb relaxed, enjoying the show.Anita abruptly stood up, her nose flaring with anger, “you know what…” she glanced at me from the corner of her eye.“I don't care if you follow me or yell at me, but suspecting me is just insane,” her fake tone was completely filled with sadness; no one was siding with her.Her voice cracked, “I thought you were my brother, I thought you loved me,” her last words came in more like a whisper; her world-class acting was really perfect.Forcing her way out and staring deep into my eyes, I could venom all over her pupils."Non mi fermerò fino a quando non avrò ciò che mi appartiene.”Which translated to “I am not going to stop until I have what's mine” in Italian.A sly smirk grew on my face. Did she really think I didn't understand her? She turned about to leave."Buona fortuna nella tua ricerca! Ricorda che ciò che è tuo ti apparterrà senz

073 JOANA'S POV Clinton looked down at his shirt and started wearing it, “I did not get a clear vantage view of the culprit, but we could begin with the CCTV cameras in the vicinity.” The people in the room did not speak; the tension between them was thick and heavy as a challenge on the tip of one’s tongue. For once, the two brothers were on good terms; the animosity that characterized their relationship was not evident for the time being. I was the first to speak, and my tone broke the thick silence, “We have to go… Take care of yourself and give us an update on what you find.” Clinton only blinked as a response, his eyes closing already while we left the room. My voice was soft, almost like a whisper, “You still care for him, don’t you?” The question hung in the air, a challenge to my emotions, and I knew I had to confront the truth. Caleb looked into my eyes, and his facial expression confirmed the truth. His brother holds his heart, but his old scars keep reminding

075 JOANA'S POV The thought of Caleb filled me with intense emotions that overwhelmed my mind. The feeling of happiness filled my heart because he existed in my life. Someone cared for me deeply because I experienced both love and precious care. The person guarding me from potential danger offered me complete safety since they would risk everything to protect me. Being lost in my thoughts generated both certainty and uncertainty within me at that moment. I questioned my feelings for Caleb to determine what emotions genuine love would bring. The emotions I felt toward Caleb remained uncertain between love and a different undefined emotion. My preoccupation with personal problems possibly led me to forget real and meaningful love when interacting with others. The feeling Caleb created in me became central, along with his power to brighten my entire universe when he appeared. In my thoughts, I pictured him placing his hand around mine and gazing at me through loving eyes. My thou

077 JOANA'S POV Time seemed to stretch like elongated hours in every passing moment. Silence and immobility filled the space around me because the walls and I seemed to share my breathing pattern. I paced between the floor back and forth while watching my phone refresh multiple times, although I understood there was no way it could speed up delivery time. The only thing cartwheeling through my mind was information from the rescue team. Panic hid between every period as the clock continued to tick. The drawn-out slow anxiety of waiting had become a normal experience for me because each mucous heartbeat rang extremely loud. I required confirmation about her current state. If she was still alive. If she had been found. I gripped my phone when its screen finally came to life. I grabbed the phone with fidgeting hands, which sent my heartbeat racing. A brief message delivered the heavy burden of the world. "The girl has been rescued." A single moment seemed sufficient for me t

079 JOANA'S POV The trip to the station felt extremely quiet. Caleb maintained control of the vehicle while holding his hand on the wheel and gripping his leg. He sat still with his mouth closed as he stared forward, but inside, he was furious. I continuously checked behind us while riding to the station because the idea of an unknown danger pursuing us made me anxious. The warning repeated in my thoughts. Caleb took us to his staff entrance when we reached the station. A small number of individuals knew we stayed at the address. Our goal remained to keep news of this matter quiet until we could gather all the necessary information. Not until we heard it all. For some reason, the atmosphere inside the room was too thick to breathe. He remained unmoving near his cuffs with an utterly fearless expression that no one had ever seen before. He had mastered the power of silence above every speaker. He had chosen not to reveal that secret information during our previous meeti