All Chapters of Twisted Obsession: My Billionaire Husband Regrets Losing Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ETHAN’S POVThe updated surveillance report lands on my desk just after nine in the morning. I open the file looked into it and a bomb goes of in my head.Inside the file are clear photographs of two small children. A boy with dark hair and a serious expression and a girl with soft curls and a bright smile. Both of them are approximately two years old. The timestamps show them leaving the house with Isabella in the mornings. One image captures the boy holding a toy truck. Another shows the girl clutching a stuffed bear.I stare at the photos for a long time while checking my timeline. The timeline almost matches perfectly. Two years and a few months. Exactly the right age. But I can't be sure.I do not call her or drive to her house. Rather I give some new instructions to my security team.“I need some DNA samples. Get it discreetly From both children. Use whatever access that is necessary school, daycare, discarded items. I want results as fast as possible. Priority processing.”My

ETHAN’S POVHere I am standing inside the bedroom with the key still closed in my fist while facing Isabella blazing eyes, I can see her chest rising and falling as she barely control her fury. The argument has left both of us angry and tired. Her last demand ... that I open the door so she can go to the children ... hangs in the air between us.Lila’s small voice calls out to her again from down the hall, follows by Liam’s more serious tone asking where Mommy went. The sound of their voice cuts through my last resolve.I look at Isabella, then at the door, then back at her. Without another word, I step past her, unlock the door, and pull it open. I walk out into the hallway and close the door behind me, though I do not lock it this time. I still need the barrier. I need a moment to breathe before I do something worse and she needs to calm down.I lean against the wall just outside the bedroom, listening to the muffled sounds of her moving inside the room. My pulse is still running to

ISABELLA’S POVBy the second day in the penthouse, our day begins not so quietly especially waking up to the sound of Lila’s soft babbling and Liam already up in bed, messing with his truck as if it might have changed overnight. For a moment I forget where I am. Then the tall windows and the unfamiliar furniture reminds me, that we are still here. We trying to keep to the temporary arrangement we agreed on. This is begining to look like a terrible decisionI get the children dressed and take them to the kitchen. Ethan is already there, with coffee in his hand. He has must have learned from yesterday not to disturb me. He simply says good morning without trying to take over. I appreciate the restraint more than I show.Breakfast is simple and tasty except when Liam said that the toast needs “more butter to make it stronger.” When Lila drops a piece of fruit, she looks at me with wide eyes, waiting to see if I will be upset. I clean it up without comment and hand her another piece. Etha

ISABELLA’S POVThe moment the guest room door close, the fear that has been sitting in my chest turns pours out.“You took them to a construction site,” I say, keeping my voice low so I do not wake them. “You left this apartment with my children, to an active development site, without even trying to inform me first, then you went ahead and not answer a single call.”Ethan stands near the windows, still in the clothes he wore to the site. “There was an accident. Two of my workers were hurt. I had no one to leave them with and no time to wait.”“You had a phone.” My voice remains controlled, or not, I don't care at this point. “You had time to send a message about going to the playground but did not have time to tell me you were taking them to a work emergency?”“I should have called.”“You should have stayed here.” I step closer. “Do you understand what it felt like to come back to an empty apartment? To call and get nothing? To sit here not knowing whether something had happened to th

ISABELLA’S POVI put my forehead against the door for a few seconds, listening to his footsteps retreat down the path, before walking back to the children’s room.Getting into the room I see Lila is sitting up, clutching her bear to her chest, her eyes heavy with sleep. “I can hear Ethan's voice.”“It’s nothing...just a dream,” I tell her. “Lie down. I’m right here.”She settles once I sit on the edge of the bed. I rest my hand on her back rubbing her back until her breathing evens out again. I look over to Liam to make sure he is not awake too. I adjust the blanket over both of them and remain with them for a little while.Soon the house returns to its usual white sounds come from the low hum of the refrigerator, only interrupted by the occasional car passing outside. I move through the rooms and turn off the lights one by one before going to the kitchen to drink a glass of water.I did the right thing. The children need stability and I need the distance. Whatever Ethan wants from me