All Chapters of THE EX-WIFE HE COULDN’T DESTROY : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Elysia slammed the door of her car amidst ragged breathing, rushing towards the door that led to the station, but right at the front of the door she met Damon who seemed like he was waiting for a while already. “You are here,” he whispered under his breath, handing an energy drink to her with an expressionless face. “Sorry for informing you on short notice.” Elysia halted in her steps, her gaze moving from Damon to the drink in his hand before accepting it with a sigh, and a second after that she waved dismissively. “It's fine actually, thanks for calling.”“You're welcome,” he replied to her in a soft tone, opening the drink even though it was still in her hand before opening the door for her to get in and he followed suit. “So we made sure to expand our search , but something was sent to us today, something that caught our attention,” the cop said to Elysia standing straight before placing a hand on his waist. Curious, Elysia could not help but ask. “And what's that?” “We were

“Your eyes are red, what's the cause?” Orion asked, rubbing his temples softly. Elysia took a step back, making it obvious that she was staring at him. “Yours are not any different, so of course, I think it's the same reason.” “You might never know,” Orion started, staring at Damon for a second before returning his gaze to Elysia. “Poor sleeping routine.” “Is that the cause?* He demanded, furrowing his brows. “Or am I mistaken?” “You're not,” Elysia replied curtly, packing her hair to the back into a ponytail. Orion let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose, and slowly, his mouth parted open. “Then that means you are right. It's the same cause.” Just as she heard that, her face contorted in confusion, and she took another step backward, biting her lower lip for a second. “It's not because of my child, is it?” She paused for a while, watching Orion stare longer than he should have, and all she did was shrug, nodding gently after that with a sense of realization washing ove

“What are you going to do?” Walking into the next room Seraphina asked and she took off her mask with a quiet sigh. “I mean, how do you plan to go on from here?” Donovan said nothing, not until he got to the swivel chair where Seraphina was sitting on before his arrival. “I came here prepared, Seraphina,” Donovan began, smoothing his hair as he inhaled, raising his gaze to the ceiling like that was where he was going to find comfort. “I know what I'm going to do.” Seraphina frowned, gently pushing the chair backward. “You should not keep me in the dark Donovan, we are in this together.” “Then in that case I'm going to need you to promise me something first,” he turned to one of the men in black, and he came forward, stretching a black box to Donovan, and he accepted it, passing it to Seraphina who accepted it with a confused look in her eyes, and slowly she opened the box, widening her eyes immediately she caught a glimpse of the small bottle in the box, and next to it was a syri

Below Damon was Orion who looked down just as he was about to get to the top of the well in which they had both been climbing for almost five minutes due to the times they both stopped along the line. “Finally,” Damon let out a soft exhale, shutting his eyes just as he raised his gaze to the sky, but that was only for a short period before he stretched a hand to Orion who paused, staring intently into his eyes. “You don't need to act tough,” Damon whispered to Orion who was still looking at him, and Damon lowered his hand, raising an eyebrow. “Just take the hand.” With a click of his tongue, Orion shook his head, climbing higher, and he was out of the place in no time. He set his eyes on Elysia, then Damon who was barely a step away from him, and with a sigh he nodded. “Thanks. But then, I had no help going down, so I don’t think I was going to need that.” “Also, you really don't have to act like you're a nice person,” he added, walking past Damon who just smirked, inserting both

“I'll be there in a jiffy,’’ those were the last words that were said between the two of them before Orion hung up. He paused in the middle of the room, staring at a blank space like he was lost in thoughts, and Seraphina kept staring at him, not taking her eyes off him, not even for a second. “Hey,” she called out, waving towards him. It was not until she threw an object on the floor close to the spot he was standing before he knew he had zoned out. “Oh,” he mouthed, and he tightened his grip around the briefcase, inhaling deeply before letting it out. “Thanks.”“Where?” She finally rose from the bed, using the bed stand as a support. “I heard you speaking to someone with concern in your voice.” “Is there a problem?” Orion shook his head, gently rubbing his temples. “Rest assured, it's nothing much.” “Just like I said, it was one of the things I forgot to do about two days ago, while you were missing, so yeah, it's no big deal, it's something I can do in two hours.” “After a