All Chapters of Betrayed By My Ex: I Married His Uncle: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Cassandra’s POV "Stay in the car. It is bulletproof." The bodyguards commanded before rushing outside. I knew it was hell out there from the screams and shooting. What did they want? Our lives? The thought made me shudder. Lysander was shaking and crying hard in my arms. He was wailing so loud his entire little body shook. I couldn't calm him down from the endless gunshots and firing outside. The car was bulletproof and soundproof but we could still feel the bullets hitting the car and tremors from the chaos outside. I knew things weren't looking good. Nothing I said could calm Lysander down. I couldn't even lift my head, afraid a stray bullet would hit me. I could only whisper. "Everything will be fine Andy.." I said patting his head even though I wasn't sure of that We needed backup. I tried to reach for my phone to call for help. I dialled the police first. It connected immediately "Hello, ma'am, this is the police, what is your emergency?

Alaric’s POV My blood boiled the more I thought about the possibility of being obviously deceived the angrier it made me. Natasha was a factor that never showed up in my past life. The more I thought about it, the more I wondered why she didn't show up. Why didn't Axel get sick in that past life because from the time I got reborn Axel should already be born. "Stay here and try to rest there is something I have to handle. " I said with clenched jaws, as much as I didn't want her to be left with Rhys and Sinclair, I couldn't risk taking her along in her condition. Cassandra moved first and grabbed my hand. I was expecting her to insist on coming instead she looked at me with steady eyes.."I trust you Alaric. " she said and that made my heart skip for a strange reason. Maybe relief that her gaze didn't have the vindication it had in the past. "Thank you. Please, I need to go alone. If Natasha is involved it would be dangerous coming along. " I explained. Sinc

Alaric’s POV“Is the person behind Aurelia someone from my family?” As soon as I asked that question, I held my breath.If this was the truth, then who exactly was it? The Von Duvall family had the influence to do most of these things.Bianca burst out crying as soon as I asked the question. “Yes…” she answered, and my heart immediately clenched. It was truly a member of the Von Duvall family.“Who exactly is it?” My grip tightened on the phone.“I don’t know exactly who, but I once overheard a phone call. It seemed like the person on the other end of the call was giving Aurelia instructions,” she started narrating. “During the call, I heard Aurelia ask, ‘Won’t Alaric find out the truth, even if you are family?’”The question stuck in my mind. What ‘truth’ ?“How certain are you? You know the consequences of lying to me.” As much as her words rattled me, I couldn’t trust Bianca's words completely.“I have no reason to lie to you,” Bianca admitted. “I just want to clear my conscience.

Somewhere near the outskirts of the city. Natasha was pacing in the room, her heels clicking softly against the floor. No matter how many times she turned, the unease in her chest refused to settle.Vera had arrived a few minutes ago. She was speaking to Alistair in the other room, their voices too low for Natasha to catch anything clearly. That alone made her more anxious.Her son sat curled up on the couch, quiet and withdrawn.Axel’s small frame looked even thinner than usual. His fingers rested against his arm where faint bruises had formed from repeated injections. He said nothing, only watched his mother move back and forth like he was trying to understand something he could not quite name..He did not understand why he had to act sick.He did not understand why another man had to be called his father. The door was pushed open and they both glanced at the doorway. Alistair stood there looking as towering as ever with his blue eyes carrying a strange calm. Natash

Things were getting out of control. His perfectly calculated plan was ruined. Alistair’s hands tightened around the steering wheel as the car tore down the road, gravel scattering behind him. His breath came out uneven, not from fear but from anger that had been building for years.Ever since Alaric was born, nothing had been the same. Before that, he had been enough. He was the only son and one they had no choice but to accept. He could do whatever he wanted because his parents had no fucking choice. Then Alaric came into the picture, it was the year he almost dropped out of the university because of a scandal. His parents seemed to have given up on him and suddenly everything changed. They didn't care when he fucked up and put all the effort into raising Alaric who just had to be a child prodigy, making him seem like a joke. Everyone's expectations shifted and they stopped orbiting around him. They never said it outright, but he saw it clearly. They wanted a repla