Todos los capítulos de Betrayed By My Ex: I Married His Uncle: Capítulo 181 - Capítulo 190

Cassandra’s POVRhys and I both froze completely.The voices outside were so close that I could hear the faint rustle of their jackets as they moved. Someone stopped directly in front of the door and for a terrifying second I thought they might open it without hesitation.Neither of us spoke.I could hear Rhys breathing beside me and the small storage room suddenly felt far too cramped. My heart was pounding so loudly that I was certain the men outside would hear it through the door.All we could do was wait and hope they moved on. Then suddenly my phone began to ring. The sharp sound cut through the silence like a knife.My heart jumped violently into my throat. I fumbled inside my bag and quickly pulled the phone out, pressing the screen to silence it before the ringtone could continue.The noise had already lasted long enough for someone to hear. The hallway outside fell quiet.“Did you hear that?” one of the men asked.My stomach dropped. Rhys’s jaw clenched. His gaze burned on th

Cassandra’s POV The ride back to the estate was unusually quiet. The radio played softly in the background as the weather forecast was announced. The static voice " THERE ARE EXPECTED TO BE MORE SNOW STORMS IN THE COMING DAYS." The weather forecaster said drawing my thoughts from the window I was staring blankly at watching the snow fall softly outside. "WE WILL BE HAVING A WHITE CHRISTMAS.." the forecaster said and my eyes flickered. Christmas was close, and we were already in December. The snow came pretty early this year in November but ever since we got to December the weather has been gradually getting colder. Christmas was in a few weeks and because of how successful the reality show was, production was extended by a few weeks. The final was on Christmas Eve. Not only did the show boost the resort but other Von Duvall businesses got an increased patronage. It was terrifying what people would do for their idols at times. The car came to

Cassandra’s POV By the time I arrived at the resort later that morning, the entire place had transformed into a winter wonderland. Christmas decorations filled every corner of the property. Strings of lights hung across the pathways, and large artificial snow displays had been placed near the main filming area. Excited chatter filled the air as staff members rushed around preparing for the finale. Viewers had been voting throughout the week, and the results would be announced during the final broadcast that night. Since it was a Christmas special, the participants were scheduled to take part in several festive games and activities throughout the day. My favourite segment was the opening event. A Christmas themed photoshoot. The images would later be turned into holiday greeting cards for the resort’s promotional campaign. Cameras had already been positioned across the set while the celebrities prepared in their colourful outfits. Theodore stood near the monitors, watchi

Alaric’s POVCassandra’s gaze froze on me, her eyes wide with shock at the sight of me, but it slowly went cold. My heart was racing from the run, but it still ached at the sight of her.Exhaustion was etched into my face, my eyes looked hollow, like someone barely holding on. Blood trickled from my hand where I had yanked at the IV line in desperation. Pain shot through my body at every movement, and my legs were barely holding up.Every instinct in me screamed, every nerve burned with panic and guilt.I couldn’t believe what had happened. One moment I had been collapsing from exhaustion, overworked and driven on caffeine, the next I was being sedated, only to have Nathan tell me that Cassandra had been admitted and our baby was in danger. Someone had poisoned her. The thought hit me like ice, and I barely registered anything else.I could vaguely hear Natasha’s voice screaming at me to stay in bed, or Nathan insisting I shouldn’t move, that my body was still weak. But I couldn’t sta

Cassandra’s POVMy heart pounded violently as his words echoed in my head. My grip on the phone trembled. “What are you talking about, Sinclair?” I demanded, my voice tight with panic. “What are you doing right now?”A low laugh came through the line. His voice slurred and was unsteady. He sounded completely drunk. He clearly wasn't thinking straight. Why was he drunk when he was meant to be at the gala?“I’m about to jump,” he said, almost casually. “Funny, right?” he checked again but there was no humour in his laugh.My stomach dropped instantly. I might hate him for what he did but it doesn't mean I wanted him to die. “Don’t you dare move,” I snapped, my voice rising despite my attempt to stay calm. “Sinclair, listen to me carefully. Stay right there.”He laughed again, softer this time, but there was something hollow beneath it that made my chest tighten. “It doesn’t matter anymore,” he murmured.My fingers tightened around the phone. Something about his tone felt wrong, dan