Todos os capítulos de Amazing Ex Wife: Come Back Please: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Katelyn’s POVThe smoke alarm’s shrill cry finally faded, leaving a ringing silence behind it. I stood near the hallway entrance, my phone flashlight cutting a narrow path through the darkness. The entire floor was cloaked in a heavy, electrical stillness, no lights, no sounds except for soft footsteps and the nervous whispering of employees near the stairwell.Ethan stood beside me, his jaw tight, shoulders squared as if bracing for an unseen threat. His phone cast a beam of light down the corridor, but his attention was on the alarm panel above.“I don’t smell smoke,” I murmured, narrowing my eyes toward the ceiling. “This isn’t a real fire.”“Security confirmed that already,” Ethan said, pulling his phone away from his ear. “It’s a false alarm. Likely triggered by someone smoking near a detector. But…” he paused, frowning. “It’s too conveniently timed.”I felt it too, that strange tug in my gut.“I’m going to check the breaker panel,” I said, already walking. “I want to be sure.

Katelyn’s POVI was in the middle of compiling the last piece of crucial evidence for Brian’s story when my phone buzzed with an incoming call. My fingers hesitated over the keyboard before I answered, expecting a simple update from the legal team.Instead, it was the witness. The one we’d spent weeks preparing.“Miss Katelyn,” they said with a heavy sigh, “I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to testify after all. I’m heading back to my hometown tonight.”My breath caught. “Wait, what? You…why? You promised you’d…”“I know,” the voice cut in, weary and trembling. “But it’s too risky. My family’s scared. They’re already getting threats, since the live broadcast and I can’t drag them through this.”I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice calm. “But without your testimony, the case, Brian’s story, it could fall apart. You’re the only one who can confirm what happened with his ex.”“I can’t,” they repeated, firmer this time. “I’m sorry.”The line went dead before I could say anything else.

Katelyn’s POVThe morning sun was soft and golden, streaming through the blinds as I stood in front of my closet, trying to decide what to wear. I wanted something casual but presentable and comfortable enough for a summer outing but still tidy in case we took pictures. In the end, I settled on a flowy white blouse and denim shorts, pairing them with sandals and my favorite sunhat.Just as I finished tying my hair into a loose braid, the doorbell rang. I peeked out the window, Brian’s car was already parked outside.“Let’s go, Lucas!” I called, grabbing our bag and water bottles.Lucas came bounding down the stairs, already wearing his swim trunks under a loose T-shirt. “Beach day!” he shouted, spinning around like a whirlwind. “Is Brian here already?”I laughed. “He’s waiting outside.”Lucas practically threw the door open, waving excitedly at Tessa who peeked out shyly from the back seat. Brian stepped out to help load our things and greeted me with his usual gentle smile.“You l

Katelyn’s POVLucas’s voice was full of innocence when he asked it. “Mom, do you like Dad?”He tilted his head slightly, grinning, waiting for me to answer like it was just another silly game of Truth or Dare. But it wasn’t silly. Not to me. Not to Ethan, either.Because I saw the shift in Ethan’s expression. His hands paused, cake knife still in one, the frosting mid-slice. His whole body stilled, and so did the room.That question hit me like a sharp crack against glass, exposing every fracture I had carefully hidden for years.I looked down at Lucas, at his bright eyes and hopeful face, and I wanted so badly to give him something simple.A laugh. A lighthearted answer that would let him return to playing.But my chest tightened. And before I could speak, the memories flooded in, quick and cutting.The night Ethan tossed aside the home-cooked meal I had made after working overtime. He didn’t even taste it. Just pushed the plate away and muttered something cruel about carbs and cl

Ethan’s POVThe air was crisp with that signature weather chill, the kind that made every breath feel sharper, every memory more vivid. Thanksgiving had always been a grand affair at the Marcus estate. Polished silver, shining chandeliers, too many forks on the table, and too much silence hiding beneath forced smiles.I arrived with Lucas just as the afternoon sun spilled golden light across the driveway. He hopped out of the car with the same excitement I used to feel when I was his age, before growing up taught me how messy family love could be.“Do you think she’ll come?” he asked as we reached the front door.I didn’t need to ask who he meant. “I invited her. You did too.”Lucas nodded, holding onto the hope I’d stopped daring to entertain. “She should be here.”I managed a smile. “Yeah, buddy. She will.”The truth was, I didn’t expect her to show up. Katelyn had made it clear in so many ways, her silence, her distant eyes, the way she always kept one hand on the door handle w