Alle Kapitel von Too Late Mr Blackwood : Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

Ava: POV.I stood there for a second, not really sure what to say. The question just sat between us in the doorway. “Does your husband know you're doing this?” My first thought was to lie. Tell him my husband had traveled. Close the door and pretend he never asked."I don't have a husband anymore." The words came out steadier than I felt.Adrian didn't react much. His face stayed calm. He simply nodded and wrote something in his folder. I couldn't see what."Understood."I braced myself for more questions. More digging. That was what everyone did once they realized you were alone in a city without your husband. They always wanted to know why. They asked questions that were none of their business.Adrian didn't ask anything else."I only asked because we're setting everything up in your name." His tone stayed even, matter-of-fact. "I need to make sure there won't be any problems with the business later, especially if you're still legally married. Better to know now than deal with it la

Damien : POV Nathaniel turned around.For a second, neither of us said anything. Something flashed across his face. It was gone almost immediately. Panic, maybe. Then he went back to looking calm, like nothing had happened."Damien." He ended the call and slipped his phone into his pocket. "How long have you been standing there?""Long enough to hear you say someone has evidence that you framed her. Who were you talking to?" My voice came out calmer than I actually felt.A short breath left him, almost like a laugh. "It's Marcus Reed. That deal from three years ago, the property deal that fell through. He's threatening to sue me, saying I set up the paperwork to make it look like he broke the agreement so I could keep his deposit. He's been calling for weeks, trying to get money out of me." He put his phone away. "Framed? You made it sound worse than it is."I looked at him carefully. His explanation made sense. Nathaniel handled so many deals I didn't know everything about them. It

Damien: POV.I was still thinking about the phone call when I heard a knock on my door.It was past midnight. Nobody ever came to my door at this hour.I opened the door and saw Vanessa standing there. Her arms were wrapped tightly around herself, and her makeup was a little messed up, like she had been crying and tried to hide it.“Vanessa. What are you doing here?”She pushed me without saying a word and walked into my living room. I closed the door and turned to face her before she could even sit down.“Did you tell anyone?”She blinked at me like she didn't understand.“What are you talking about?”“I’m talking about Ava. About what we did to her. Who did you tell?”“ Nobody.” Her voice suddenly became sharp. “Why are you even asking me that now?”“Because someone knows, Vanessa. Someone has been calling me for weeks. They know things they shouldn’t know. So I need you to tell me the truth. Did you tell anyone? A friend? Someone you trusted who wasn’t supposed to know?”“I haven’

Ava: Pov. Blood dropped from my leg to the floor, dark against the pale tile, and for a second the whole room seemed to tilt sideways. "No, God, please. This can't be happening. Please, no!" The wall was the only thing keeping me standing. The doctor's words about the smaller baby came back to me in pieces, out of order, and my stomach dropped straight through the floor. "Someone should please help me!" Before I could think past that, a pain tore through my lower abdomen and my fingers dug into the edge of the table so hard the wood bit into my skin. I reached for the phone on the bed. It slipped once, twice, before I finally got a grip on it. "Who should I call? Should I call Adrian or Maya? Ahhh!" The names crashed into each other in my head, refusing to settle into an order that made sense. "Let me just call Maya." I found her number and pressed it, phone pressed so hard against my ear it hurt. She picked up immediately. "Hello?" "Maya!" "Ava, what's wrong?

Ava: Pov.The door opened again only seconds after the stranger’s footsteps faded down the hall.Maya stepped inside, phone still in her hand, and stopped the moment she saw my face.“Ava? What happened?” she asked.The words tumbled out of me broken and too fast.“A man was just here. He called me Mrs. Blackwood. He looked at the babies and said they look like their father. He said I can’t hide forever. Then he left the second he saw someone coming.”Maya’s expression went cold.She turned and ran to the door, checking both directions of the hallway. Empty. She pressed the call button hard. A nurse rushed in. By the time hospital security checked the halls and the front desk, there was no trace of anyone matching what I described.Maya sat on the edge of the bed and took my hand.“You’re safe now,” she said, but her voice was tight. “I’m not leaving you alone again.”I looked down at Lily and Lucas sleeping against my chest and said nothing. I didn’t feel safe. I only felt watched.