บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire’s Forgotten Wife : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Adrian was still staring at me. They’re mine? The question hung between us, louder than the whispers beginning around the lobby.I reached for Nate, but Adrian moved first. He crouched in front of my son. The movement was so unexpected that I froze.Adrian Blackwood, the man who could make an entire boardroom fall silent with a look, was kneeling on a marble floor in front of a six-year-old boy. Nate didn’t move, he only studied Adrian with the same suspicious expression he’d given every stranger since he was old enough to understand that not everyone deserved his trust. Adrian’s eyes searched his face, then Noah’s. He looked at me again. How old are they? I swallowed. Six. His jaw tightened. Six? I nodded.His gaze dropped to the boys once more. Six years old. I knew what he was calculating. Dates, months, the last time we’d been together, the night I’d left. His eyes suddenly sharpened. You were pregnant. It wasn’t a question. I said nothing. He stood.The men behind him exchanged u

The man was dead. Adrian’s words echoed inside my head. No, i shook my head. That was impossible. I had seen him. Not five years ago, three nights before I left. He had stood across from my apartment building, beneath a broken streetlamp, watching my windows. I remembered his face. Not clearly, but enough. You must be mistaken, I said. Adrian’s expression didn’t change. His assistant approached after ending his call. Sir, security is checking the cameras. Adrian nodded, then he looked at me. What’s his name? I don’t know. You said you recognized him. I recognized the man.He studied me for a moment. What happened three nights before you disappeared? I almost laughed. You really want to know? Yes. Then listen. I told him about the apartment, about the strange car that had appeared outside, about the man standing beneath the streetlamp, about the way he watched my building every night. Adrian listened without interrupting. When I finished, his jaw tightened. Why didn’t you tell me? Bec

The message remained on the screen.NOW HE’LL LOSE THEM TOO.Cold crept down my spine. Noah’s fingers tightened around mine. Nate pressed against my side. Adrian moved instantly. His phone flashlight cut through the darkness as he turned toward the screen. Stay behind me. I didn’t argue.For once, I didn’t care about pride or the five years between us. Someone had just threatened my children. That changed everything. Adrian’s security team rushed into the lobby, their flashlights sweeping across the walls. Find the source. His voice was controlled. The lights flickered, then came back. The strange phone was gone. I stared at the empty spot where it had been. Someone had stood there. Someone had watched us. Someone had known exactly what to say.Adrian looked at me. Give me your phone. Why?Because whoever sent that message may have access to your number. I handed it over. He checked the screen. He found nothing. No missed calls, no unfamiliar applications, no new messages. Then he loo

The footsteps stopped. I stood at the bottom of the staircase, staring into the darkness above. Adrian was already moving. Stay here, i ignored him. He glanced back at me, irritation flashing across his face. Elena. I’m coming with you. His jaw tightened, but he didn’t argue. He took the first step. I followed. We reached the upper landing. No one was there. Adrian looked toward the hallway. Which room? I pointed. The door at the end. It was slightly open. He moved ahead, i caught his arm. Wait! He looked at me. I don’t know what’s behind that door. Neither do I. His voice softened. That’s why I’m going first. He pushed the door open, the room was empty. I stared. A bedroom, unused. Dust covered the furniture, but the window was open. The curtains moved gently in the night air. Adrian entered, i followed. Someone had been here. A chair stood beside the window. On the floor were fresh muddy footprints. Adrian crouched. They’re still wet. I looked toward the open window. Someone esca

I stared at the photograph. The man beside Noah smiled at the camera as if he belonged there. As if he hadn’t just taken my son. As if he hadn’t spent years standing inside our family. My father’s closest friend; Uncle Marcus. The name surfaced with the force of a blow.No, i shook my head. Adrian looked at me. You know him. I couldn’t answer. Of course I knew him.Marcus Hale had been at my father’s funeral. He had held my hand when I cried. He had told me my father loved me. He had even helped me search for Adrian after I disappeared. My stomach turned. He knew where I had been looking. He knew what I feared. He knew everything. Where is he? Adrian asked. I don’t know. When did you last see him?The day before I left. Adrian’s eyes narrowed. What happened? I couldn’t remember anything, but suddenly , a memory surfaced. Then I remembered. Marcus had come to my apartment that evening. He’d brought flowers. He’d asked if I was alone. I’d told him Adrian was downstairs. Marcus had gone