บททั้งหมดของ I MARRIED MY EX'S RIVAL : บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

Judy sat on the edge of the bed, still holding her phone. The call had ended minutes ago, but her hands were still shaking. Her heart was beating fast.David was alive.She had heard his voice. It was weak, but it was real. That alone gave her a small piece of hope.But the cold voice of the kidnapper still echoed in her mind.“Wait for our next call.”She placed her hand gently on her stomach.“Your father is alive,” she whispered to the baby. “We will bring him home.”Her mother sat beside her, watching her face with worry.“What did they say?” her mother asked softly.Judy swallowed. “They said they will call again… and give instructions.”Her mother’s eyes filled with fear. “What kind of instructions?”“I don’t know yet.”The room felt heavy with tension.---At the police station, Deputy Cole stood near a table covered with maps and files. Several officers surrounded him.“We must be ready before the next call,” Cole said. “They will contact her again soon.”One officer asked, “S

The night at the mansion felt long and quiet.Judy sat by the window in her room. The curtains were slightly open, and the cool night air drifted inside. She could see the garden lights glowing softly outside, but nothing about the view made her feel calm.Her hands rested on her stomach.“Your father is strong,” she whispered. “He will come back. I know he will.”But her voice trembled.She had not slept at all. Every small sound in the house made her heart jump. Every vibration of her phone made her panic.She was waiting.Waiting for the next call.---Inside the warehouse, David sat in the same position. The ropes around his wrists had left red marks on his skin.The two guards were talking quietly near the door.David’s mind was working fast.He slowly moved his hands again, feeling the rope. The loose thread he had noticed earlier was still there. He twisted his wrists gently, trying to create more space.The rope rubbed against his skin, but he did not stop.He could see the br

The afternoon sun shone softly through the large windows of Isabella’s bedroom, but the light did not match the dark thoughts in her heart.She stood in front of the mirror, slowly brushing her long hair. Her face looked calm, almost peaceful, but her eyes were sharp and cold.On the bed behind her, her phone lay open.A news headline was glowing on the screen.“Billionaire David Jones Missing. Wife Preparing Ransom.”Isabella’s lips slowly curved into a smile.“So it finally happened,” she whispered.She placed the brush down and picked up her phone again, reading the headline over and over.Every word made her feel lighter.For the first time in a long while, she felt happy.Not because something good had happened to her.But because something bad had happened to Judy.---She sat on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs.“So, Mrs. Perfect Judy…” she muttered. “Let’s see how strong you are now.”She imagined Judy sitting in that big mansion, crying, scared, and alone.The thought m

The dark warehouse felt cold and heavy.Dust floated in the air. The weak yellow light from an old bulb made everything look dull and frightening.Judy stood at the entrance, holding the black suitcase tightly. Her hands were shaking.Her eyes were fixed on one thing.David.He was tied to a chair in the middle of the warehouse. His shirt was wrinkled, and his face looked tired. But the moment he saw her, his eyes widened in shock.“JUDYYYY!!!” he shouted.His voice echoed loudly across the empty space.Judy’s heart squeezed painfully. Tears filled her eyes.“David!” she cried.Without thinking, she dropped the suitcase and ran toward him.The kidnappers shouted behind her.“Hey! Stop!”But Judy didn’t listen.All she could see was her husband tied to that chair.---David’s eyes were full of fear.“Judy, don’t come closer!” he warned. “It’s not safe!”But she was already running.Her steps echoed on the concrete floor. Her heart beat loudly in her chest.She reached him and fell to h

David held Judy tightly in his arms, her small body trembling against his chest. She was unconscious, her face pale, her breathing shallow. The chaos of the warehouse still roared around him, gunfire echoing, metal clanging, shadows moving. He could hardly think clearly. All he could feel was fear for her and the baby inside her. “Judy… stay with me… stay with me, please!” David whispered, his voice breaking. “You’re safe… I promise… I will never let anything happen to you.” Deputy Cole and a few other police officers finally burst through the entrance, guns raised, shouts filling the air. “David! Step back! We’ve got this!” David didn’t hear them at first. He was too focused on Judy. But then a hand gently touched his shoulder. “Sir! We will take care of her!” Deputy Cole shouted. David nodded reluctantly, his heart still racing. Carefully, the officers helped David carry Judy toward the waiting police car. She was still unconscious and weak, her small hands resting limply on