All Chapters of I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Manuel's POVI moved faster than I had in years, The moment Veronica whispered those three words, everything shifted into crisis mode, I pulled out my phone and activated the emergency lockdown protocol, Steel shutters dropped over windows, Doors locked with magnetic seals, Every exit was secured in under thirty seconds.Four had Monte in his arms and his face was white with fury, "Sweep the house, now,"I already had my team mobilising, Six operatives converged on the property with detection equipment, Thermal scanners, RF detectors, Everything we needed to find what Volkov had left behind."Everyone stays in the main room," I ordered, "No one moves until we clear every inch of this house,"Beverly looked terrified, She clutched Veronica's arm and whispered prayers under her breath, Veronica held Monte close and I saw her hands shaking, but her eyes were steel, She was scared but she was also furious and that fury would keep her sharp.The sweep took forty minutes, My team found thre

Veronica's POVI woke to an empty bed and a note that said three words, I love you, Always, My heart stopped, Then it started again too fast and I knew what Four had done, He had left without saying goodbye because he thought he was going to die.I threw on clothes and ran downstairs, Beverly was in the kitchen crying, Monte was still sleeping, Manuel was gone and that confirmed everything, Four had gone to meet Volkov and Manuel had gone with him.I grabbed Beverly's car keys."What are you doing?" she asked."I am not sitting here waiting for someone to tell me my husband is dead,""Veronica, you cannot go there, It is too dangerous,""I do not care,"I drove faster than I should have, The address of the warehouse was on Four's laptop, He had left it open accidentally or maybe on purpose, Maybe part of him wanted me to follow, I did not know and it did not matter, I was going,Manuel called when I was ten minutes away, "Where are you?""Coming to the warehouse,""Turn around, Now,"

Veronica's POVI ran through smoke and dust that burned my lungs and stung my eyes, The warehouse entrance loomed ahead, Dark, Dangerous, I did not care, Four was inside and he was hurt and nothing else mattered.Manuel was screaming at me through the comms in my ear, "Veronica, stop! You will get yourself killed!"I ripped the earpiece out and threw it behind me, I did not want to hear reasons why I should stay back, I did not want logic or tactics or safety protocols, I wanted my husband,The interior of the warehouse was chaos, Concrete rubble everywhere, Metal beams twisted and fallen, Smoke so thick I could barely see, I heard groaning, Pain, Then I saw them,Four was on the ground behind a collapsed section of wall, Blood soaked through his shirt, Shrapnel wounds across his chest and shoulder, His face was pale and twisted in agony, Volkov was beside him also injured but conscious, He had blood running down his face from a gash on his forehead,"Four!" I screamed and started tow

 Detective Rivera's POV I sat across from Anton Petrov in the interrogation room and studied the man who had tried to kill Four Winter and Dmitri Volkov, He looked smaller now without his rifle and his rage, just a wounded criminal facing life in prison. "Tell me about Carver's final attack," I said. Petrov smiled, Blood stained his teeth from where the sniper round had caught his shoulder, "Why would I tell you anything?" "Because cooperation might reduce your sentence, because you claim to be a man of honor and letting innocent people die is not honourable, take your pick," "Honour," He laughed bitterly, "You speak of honour after what they did to Carver? After they destroyed everything he built?" "Carver was a criminal, He destroyed himself," "Carver was my brother, not by blood but by choice, and your precious Four Winter

  Four's POV I signed the discharge papers against Dr, Chen's furious protests, My side screamed with every movement but I did not care, Today was the anniversary of my mother's death and I had not missed this visit in twenty three years, I would not start now "You are insane," Dr, Chen said, "Your wound could reopen, you could collapse, you need at least three more days of observation," "I need to see my mother," Manuel was waiting outside my hospital room, His face told me he already knew what I was planning, "Four, we need to talk about the cemetery," "I am going," "There is a bomb," Those three words stopped me, "What?" "Elena Vasquez planted an explosive device under your mother's headstone, Sophisticated, Timed to detonate at exactly ten o'clock, the time you always visit, Carver knew y