Semua Bab My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH]: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Miley’s POVI woke to a pain in my head I couldn’t explain. It felt like my skull was splitting, and my whole body was numb. When I opened my eyes I realized I was inside a moving vehicle.I was lying down and, no matter how I tried, I couldn’t move any part of my body. Only my eyes could move. I could clearly see Horacio sitting in the passenger seat.“Hmpp…” I let out a muffled sound; I couldn’t speak because duct tape covered my mouth.He looked at me and smiled. “My queen is awake. Sorry I had to do that. I just wanted to make sure you couldn’t scream or run away,” he said.Queen? What is he talking about? I tried to move but failed.“What did you do to me, Horacio? Why can’t I even move my fingers?!” I glared at him; even though I tried to speak clearly, it came out as a muffled whimper.“If you’re wondering why you can’t move—I injected you with something—”His words felt like they’d been drowned out;

Miley’s POV“F*ck! They’re tailing us… Drive faster, you idiot!” Horacio screamed at his driver, his voice sharp as he kept swiveling to look behind him.My body still felt numb, but the car was moving faster than normal—my head kept banging against the seat as we jostled down the road.“Drive properly, you’re hurting Millicent!” I cried out, pushing myself up when I could and trying to move toward where he sat. My limbs stiffened and my muscles trembled with panic.“W-what… what are you going to do to me?!” I whispered through the tape over my mouth, trying to move, but nothing changed. I closed my eyes and waited for whatever was next.My breaths came shallow and rapid from the fear. A tear escaped from the corner of my eye and trailed down my cheek. I didn’t know if this was where his violence would finally happen. I begged silently: Clifford, save me… What’s taking you so long? Our child is waiting. Save us…I kept my eyes shut, tears sliding down my face. I forced my fingers to t

Clifford’s POVThe doctor’s words hit me like an explosion—ringing in my ears, echoing in my chest long after he’d spoken.We were in a private room now. Miley was still unconscious, lying pale and still on the hospital bed. I sat in the chair beside her, holding her hand like it was the only thing keeping me grounded.“Your wife is five weeks pregnant, Mr. Alfonso. The bleeding was caused by the impact from the crash, but don’t worry—your baby is safe,” the doctor said.I nodded slowly, glancing between him and my wife. “Why hasn’t she woken up yet, Doc?”“She’s suffering from severe dehydration and stress. Her body just needs rest—you don’t have to worry,” he reassured me. I nodded again and murmured my thanks.He turned to leave, but I stopped him at the door. “Ah, Doc—wait. There’s… one more thing I want to ask. Outside, please.”He nodded, and I followed him out into the hallway.I took a deep breath and squeezed Millicent’s hand one last time before stepping away. My palm trembl

Chanda’s POVI’d been standing outside Miley’s room for almost an hour now. I could see through the small glass window in the door—Clifford was sitting there, his back to me, eyes fixed on the sleeping Miley. He was holding her hand tightly.Guilt gnawed at me for mentioning Horacio’s name in front of her. I didn’t know she would react that way. It seemed they hadn’t talked about what happened yet, and that must’ve been why she broke down like that.I wanted to apologize, but the words wouldn’t come out. I almost jumped when I felt someone touch my arm. When I turned, I saw Gustav’s face, wearing a soft, reassuring smile.“Let’s sit for a while,” he said, gently guiding me toward the row of chairs outside the room.“I just hope Miley will be alright. I-It wasn’t my intention to—”“Sshh… Don’t be too hard on yourself. It’s not your fault. This is all Horacio’s doing,” he said, wrapping an arm around me while his other hand clasped mine.I rested my head on his shoulder and let out a de

Clifford’s POVAs I ordered, Gustav rounded up all our men and recruited more. With so many of them, the rest house filled quickly.Weapons were being pulled out of the armory and laid out. Gustav stood beside me, checking his rifle. When everything was ready they formed up, standing straight and waiting.“I gathered you all tonight to help me take down a ruthless devil. This is what he looks like…” I said, holding up Horacio’s photo for them to see, handing out copies.“Look closely. Memorize every part of his face. Burn that image into your heads—because tonight I want to see his body,” I paced in front of them as they studied the photo.“Whoever kills him and brings me his body will receive fifty million.” A murmur ran through the crowd; a few faces brightened.“No—make it a hundred million for that old bastard’s lifeless body,” I corrected.They erupted in cheers and raised their weapons. “We’ll split into two teams. Some of you go with Gustav; the rest with me,” I finished.“Move