Semua Bab Chasing the Wife He couldn't Love: Ex-Husband's Regret: Bab 31 - Bab 40

The black coin felt heavy in my palm. My mother’s face on the small screen was like a ghost coming back to haunt me. Catherine. She was alive. And Jane, the woman who had hunted me, helped me, and betrayed me was my sister."Everything was a lie," I whispered. My legs felt weak. "The rivalry, the money... it was all just a family game."Bryan stood up, his hand pressing against his bloody side. He looked at the image of Jane tied to the chair. "Hazel, we can't go there. It’s a trap. Your mother isn't looking for a daughter. She’s looking for a successor. If you go to that island, you won't come back as yourself.""I have to go," I said. I looked at Elle, who was finally quiet in my arms. "Jane is my sister. Whether she hates me or not, she’s blood. And my mother... I need to look her in the e

The world turned cold and blue. The glass floor had vanished, and I was falling. I hit the water hard, the impact knocking the air from my lungs. I squeezed Elle against my chest, my heart screaming. I couldn't let her go. I couldn't let her drown in this nightmare.The water was salty and dark. Above me, the lights of the glass house looked like dying stars. I kicked my legs, fighting to stay near the surface, but the weight of my wet clothes pulled me down.Then I saw them. The shadows.The sharks circled below, their grey bodies moving like ghosts. They weren't hunting yet; they were waiting. My mother, Catherine, stood at the edge of the broken floor, looking down at me. She didn't look like a mother. She looked like a judge."The weak sink, Hazel!" she shouted, her

The morning sun was too bright. It felt like it was mocking the blood and the oil floating on the water. I stood on top of our tiny escape pod, my hair soaking wet and my lungs burning. Across the waves, the white luxury yacht looked like a palace of death. The machine guns on its side were sliding out, their barrels glowing red. They were aiming right at us."Hazel! Get down!" Bryan’s voice roared from the rusted fishing boat.He looked terrible. His chest was wrapped in white bandages that were turning red, and he was leaning against a crane to stay standing. But his hands were steady. He was holding a rocket launcher, his finger resting on the trigger."Bryan, no! You’ll hit the pod!" I screamed."I’m not hitting the pod," Bryan yelled back. "I&rsquo

The elevator rose with a soft hum. As we cleared the jagged rocks off the cliff, my heart stopped. Below us wasn't the ocean. It was a city. A hidden, glowing city built into the side of the mountain. Thousands of white lights flickered like angry stars. It looked perfect, clean, and terrifying."Welcome to the New World, Hazel," Vance said. His voice was flat, like a robot. The man who had been my friend was gone. In his place was a soldier with glowing blue eyes."What did they do to you, Vance?" I whispered. I tried to stand, but my legs felt like lead. The high-pitched sound from his remote still rang in my ears."They opened my eyes," Vance replied. He was holding Elle. My daughter was quiet, staring at him with wide, curious eyes. It broke my heart to see her in his cold hands. "The Board doesn't just rule the

The glass wall was thick, cold, and stood between me and my soul. On the other side, the floor was sliding open like a hungry mouth. Jane was screaming, her fingers clawing at the edge of the pit, while Elle’s crib tilted dangerously toward the dark hole."No! Stop it!" I screamed, slamming my fists against the glass. The woman with the plastic face didn't even blink. She just watched her tablet, her fingers moving like spiders over the screen.In the center of the room, Bryan was still pinned under the electric net. His body smoked, and his blue lenses had popped out, revealing his natural, bloodshot eyes. He looked at me, and for the first time, there was no script. There was only raw, human terror."Hazel... the gun..." Bryan wheezed. His voice was barely a whisper over the hum of the machines. "The silver.