Todos los capítulos de Amazing Ex Wife: Come Back Please: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Katelyn’s POVAfter yesterday’s call with Ethan, part of me wanted to cancel all my plans, bury my phone beneath a pillow, and just spend the day curled up in bed with Lucas. His presence had become my safest place, my only refuge from the mess Ethan kept dragging back into my life.But I had already promised to bring Lucas to the financial summit. He had been excited about it all week, counting down the days with sticky notes on the fridge. I wasn’t about to let my past, or Ethan’s chaos ruin another day of our lives.I forced myself to get up and get dressed. I chose a sleek navy dress with a structured waist and subtle gold buttons. It wasn’t the flashiest outfit I owned, but it made me feel grounded, confident, in control. Lucas sat quietly on the edge of the bed, his tiny feet dangling, waiting for me to help him dress.“I want to look like a boss today,” he said, kicking his feet as I handed him his little blazer.“You already are one,” I replied, smiling despite myself.I

Katelyn’s POVI turned toward him, my chest heaving. “Ethan! He’s inside! Lucas is locked in!”I didn’t have to say more.Ethan’s eyes widened with alarm. The second he registered my panic, he moved.He didn’t hesitate.He shoved through the wall of bodies, storming past the guards like they were statues. They didn’t dare stop him. His energy shifted the room, he wasn’t here to play games.“Move,” he snapped at one man blocking the way.The man stepped aside.Ethan reached the door in three strides, slammed his palm against the keypad, and began punching in numbers with quick, practiced movements.“Come on…” he muttered under his breath, and thenBeep.The lock clicked open.He yanked the door wide.“Lucas!” he barked. “Can you hear me?!”I ran in right behind him, my heart thudding so loud I thought I might pass out from fear.The room was dimly lit, and at first all I saw was shadows.Then I saw him.Lucas.He was lying motionless on the carpeted floor, his tiny body curled in on it

Katelyn’s POVI thought Ethan would be lenient with Emily after watching the surveillance footage, since they had been close before, and honestly, I expected him to make excuses for her, the way he always did for people in his circle. I braced myself for him to turn a blind eye, to smooth things over with some cold apology and let her off with nothing but a warning. But what happened next surprised me. For the first time in a long time, Ethan’s composure snapped.He stood at the center of the crowded conference room, face tense and hands clenched at his sides, the still image from the surveillance footage flickering on the big screen behind him. The footage left no room for doubt, Lucas sobbing behind a locked door, Emily turning her back as I screamed for help, the guards dragging me away while my son struggled to breathe. Every painful detail was right there for all to see.Ethan’s voice was cold, sharp, cutting through the murmurs of the crowd. “Emily, what you did is inexcusa

Scarlett’s POVThe house was still thick with tension after David’s visit, and I felt like my nerves were stretched to snapping. Marcus called me downstairs. My heart thumped with dread.David was waiting in the living room, looking even more imposing, the lines of his face set and cold. He barely spared me a glance. Instead, he turned his gaze on Marcus. “I need Katelyn’s passport. Now.”Marcus blinked, caught off guard. “Her passport? Is something wrong, David?”David’s tone was sharper than before, full of authority. “It’s needed for Lucas's medical treatment.”Marcus hesitated, eyes flickering nervously between us. “Of course, I’ll ask the housekeeper to”David interrupted, striding toward the staircase with a purposeful gait. “I’ll get it myself.”My stomach twisted. David was already halfway up the stairs, moving with the confidence of someone who’d never been told ‘no’ in his life. I rushed after him, forcing a smile. “Wait, David, it’s really not necessary. I can bring it to

Scarlett’s POVThe curb was cold beneath me as I sat beside Marcus, my knees drawn up to my chest,My face aching where David had slapped me. I could still hear the echo of his warning ringing in my ears. Derek lay groaning nearby, his head in his hands, blood streaked on his shirt. We were all too stunned to speak. The neighbors watched from behind their curtains and half-opened doors, their whispers drifting to us in the hot afternoon air.I pulled out my phone, hands trembling. “I’ll call one of our aunt, she’ll help,” I mutteredMy thumb hovered over her name. The phone screen flashed: No credit available. I blinked, pressed again, but the same message came up. “What?” I whispered, panic rising.Marcus fumbled for his own phone, his lips pressed thin. “It’s nothing, it’s nothing,” he mumbled. He tried to make a call but frowned, staring at the screen. “Damn it. It says my card’s been frozen. This is a mistake.” He clicked again and again, but nothing changed.My phone chimed in