Semua Bab Married To My Ex-husband's Half-brother : Bab 221 - Bab 229

LAURA'S POV I can hear whispers but they seem to be coming from somewhere other than my dreams. My smart wristwatch beeps, jerking me from sleep. It's 5am. The voices are growing louder, accompanied by thudding of feet. I doubt that it's the ladies walking around by this time. My roommate didn't return last night despite promising to let me know if she ever planned to sleep out. Even if she's the one returning she wouldn't be marching up the stairs with such fierceness. Something's not right. I rise slowly and pad barefoot across the room, my heart beating a little too loudly as I press my ear to the door. I can hear the shuffle of more feet, there isn't one person, or two people. And now I can hear masculine voices. I move toward the window, lifting one corner of the curtain just enough to see the courtyard below. My breath catches in my chest. The compound is crawling with officers, some with their guns raised, others speaking into

LAURA'S POV The moment I hear the crunch on the gravel shift behind me, I I hurl myself forward without thinking, slipping around the corner of the warehouse just as a flashlight beam slices through the dawn haze. I dive behind a stack of rusted metal sheets, pressing my body into the cold debris, my breath held tight inside my chest. Nobody must see me, they mustn't know I'm here. The officers sweep past, their footsteps thundering as their radios spit rapid commands. I can hear them fan out in every direction except the narrow crevice I’m folded into.When their voices fade, I rise slowly, my muscles trembling, and slip through the broken side wall of the warehouse, cutting across the debris-strewn floor until I find a jagged opening on the opposite end. I crawl out, ignoring the grit digging into my knees, and emerge into the dense morning fog behind the industrial blocks.I keep moving, only stopping to take occasional glances behi

NERIAH'S POV "Fifty million?" I scoff as soon as the words leave her mouth. "How dare you, Laura?" "Shut up," she hisses at me. From the way her hands are trembling I know she doesn't have all of this figured out. If she does, then she must be extremely nervous, and Laura's not someone I've known to be the nervous type no matter the situation. "You know you're not leaving this state, right?" "I asked you to shut the hell up!" She snaps, turning back to me, her eyes glaring daggers. A smile curls on my lips. "You still don't understand what you just did to yourself, do you? You shouldn't have called Denver or let him know you're the one behind the kidnap. Now he's coming for you." Blood drains from her face but she quickly gathers herself, walking up and down the space that once used to be our dining room. Laura and I never cared to refurbish this house because neither of us needed the place. After our parents died

DENVER'S POV It's exactly two hours ten minutes to twelve hours. After speaking with Laura to assure her that I've met her demands, I called the sheriff. His voice still echoes in my head as I step out of the house, sliding my jacket on with trembling hands. My hands won't stay steady no matter how steady I try to force them."You'll drive there alone as she requested," he'd began, "Then you hand the car and cash over and let her leave without any suspicions. She’ll take the bait. We'll have the chopper ready to follow immediately after the exchange. The ground units will move in once she tries to drive out of Atlanta, she'll be completely boxed in."I just hope everything goes as smoothly as the sheriff is promising or else I'd tear Laura's head from her neck myself. Today I'll do whatever it takes to save my wife and baby. Ethan walks in at that exact moment, Eden in tow. The girl had barely had any rest and Ethan kept asking to take

DENVER'S POVThe world has stopped making sense since the day the bomb went off. That moment Ethan disappeared into that wall of fire for the woman I love.  Neriah had collapsed into my arms that day, her body seizing with pain and fear and shock until she went into a forced labor. So much has happened in the past six months; Liam was sentenced to life imprisonment due to all the murders on his hands, Laura was sentenced to thirty five years for attempted murder and conspiracy and my Neriah slipped into a coma right after the emergency C-section that had to be carried out on her. I haven't even been to work in the past one month. After Ethan's funeral which held last month because of Neriah's situation, I took some of my important belongings and returned to Atlanta so I could be close to Neriah and my baby. My lips curl as I turn my mind's eye to his plump, suckling lips. He was placed in the incubator for three whole months after the