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Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 62
FLORENCE’S POVFive days.Five days of captivity cloaked in luxury.Daniel had kept his distance, offering nothing but vague greetings and indifferent smiles whenever we crossed paths. It seemed my attempted escape had somehow earned his respect, giving me free rein within the villa’s walls.But freedom behind locked gates was hardly freedom at all.My days had settled into a strange, dreamlike routine. Morning sunlight spilling over polished marble, afternoon teas set upon delicate porcelain, and restless nights spent staring at moonlight pooling through heavy curtains. It was maddening—the constant luxury and comfort twisted into something oppressive.And yet, amidst the fear and uncertainty, there was one surprising comfort.Daniel’s mother. Margaret. She couldn’t speak or move much, confined to her wheelchair. Yet, her expressive eyes spoke so much, filled with warmth and sadness in equal measure. It took me two days to notice how often she glanced longingly at the bookshelves l
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DANIEL’S POVMy mother always told me I was born under a lucky star.She said it with a soft smile, running her fingers through my hair as I drifted to sleep in our cramped one-bedroom apartment. She was a beautiful woman—gentle, graceful in ways the world never taught her to be. Her kindness came from hardship, not ease. And her strength… well, it wasn’t loud. It was the quiet kind. The kind that never broke, no matter how much weight it carried.She was the eldest of five. Her father drank more than he worked, and by the time she turned eighteen, there was no choice but to find work that paid—fast. She became a stripper in a gentleman’s club just outside the city. Not because she liked it. Not because she had dreams of dancing under colored lights. But because it paid enough to feed her siblings and keep the lights on back home.She never once complained.It was in that club that she met Howard Whitehill.He was charming. Rich. Older. He walked in like he owned the air around him. A
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DANIEL’S POVBy seventeen, I had hired two friends from my neighborhood—guys who were smart and wanted to make money. We worked out of my mother’s living room, pushing out customized grading and attendance software for public schools that didn’t have the budgets for top-tier tech.One of those schools was Westbridge High. The principal there, Mr. Gerald Lockwood, took one look at our product and invited me to lunch. I thought I was in trouble. Turns out he wanted to invest.Gerald wasn’t just an educator—he was a quiet giant in the local business scene. He’d built several small ventures and had a reputation for mentoring kids from difficult backgrounds. He liked what I’d built. Said I reminded him of what he used to be.He took me under his wing.Three afternoons a week, after finishing school and client meetings, I’d head to his study. He taught me how to read balance sheets, pitch to investors, analyze market gaps, and build trust. He taught me about the psychology of power—how the
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FLORENCE’S POVFlynn’s words echoed painfully through my head.“Really, so it’s just a crazy coincidence how I keep getting stuck between sisters and brothers?”That’s what he’d meant.Daniel Lockwood and Mason Whitehill were brothers.Half-brothers, at least.My heart raced so fast I could barely breathe. My thoughts became scattered, tumbling over one another. The locket still trembled between my fingers, Daniel’s younger face staring back at me from inside, innocent and unknowing of the darkness his future held.This changed everything.I struggled to steady myself, dizziness clawing at the edges of my mind. How was this possible? How could Howard Whitehill, a man I once called my father-in-law, keep such a secret? But worse than Howard—did Melissa know? Had Mason known about Daniel all along?And Emily—sweet, spoiled Emily—was dating Daniel. Did she know the truth about the man she was with? Did she realize the danger she’d unknowingly placed herself into? Had Daniel manipulated
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MASON’S POVMy phone burned in my hand, the screen still lit up with the anonymous message”“Which one do you want back?”Daniel Lockwood. His name instantly surged to the forefront of my mind. I clenched my jaw, fury mingling with a growing sense of dread. At least now I knew Jade hadn’t lied—Daniel really was threatening her.I glanced around the nearly deserted venue. Only a handful of staff quietly cleared away the final remnants of the night’s festivities. Soft murmurs of conversation faded into silence as guests dwindled away.Panic pulsed beneath my skin. I scanned the remaining crowd, spotting Emily near the exit, chatting distractedly with one of her model friends. Rage pushed me forward.“Emily!” I barked, crossing the space in urgent strides. She turned to me, startled by my harsh tone. “Where is Daniel?”Emily blinked, confusion creasing her brow. “Why would I—”“Don’t play dumb,” I snapped, not bothering to hide my fury. “Daniel Lockwood. You two are dating, aren’t you? C
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MASON’S POVRaiden left my office soon after our tense conversation, leaving a strange kind of emptiness behind him. It felt as though a massive boulder had finally lifted from my shoulders—at least now, someone else knew the truth. Raiden and I would never be friends, but we were united by the one thing stronger than our rivalry: our love for Florence.Exhaustion pulled at every muscle in my body. Sleep had been a stranger these past few days, and the weight of worry had eaten away at whatever strength I had left. Giving in, I decided to go home early.***Back in the mansion, I tossed my suit jacket over a chair, kicked off my shoes, and peeled away layers of stress with each step. The silence in the home was thick, lonely, and oppressive, a constant reminder of her absence. I made my way to the bathroom, mechanically undoing my shirt buttons, barely recognizing my reflection in the mirror. Hollow eyes stared back, rimmed dark with fatigue.I pulled open the drawer under the sink
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MASON’S POVRaiden was dragged away by my security team, kicking and snarling until the door slammed shut behind him. They took him down to the Eternity security room, and I didn’t miss the sharp crackling of a taser and his angry shout echoing faintly through the corridor. I’d deal with that later—apologize, maybe even thank him—but right now, my priority was knowing Florence’s location.Jade sat trembling on my office couch, still pale and shaken. Her disheveled hair and bruised wrists hinted at the nightmare she’d endured. I knelt beside her gently, trying to steady my voice.“Jade,” I began cautiously, “I know this is difficult, but I need you to tell me everything. Where were you held?”She swallowed hard, eyes darting nervously around the office, then finally settling on me. “Some horrible, smelly warehouse. It was cold, dark… I could barely see anything. Rats everywhere…” Her voice cracked, and tears flooded her eyes again.“Did Daniel visit you there?” I pressed.“No,” she sn
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FLORENCE’S POV“The Whitehills will pay…”Daniel’s words echoed endlessly, a haunting refrain that twisted into knots of dread in my stomach. He’d stormed out hours ago, tires screeching against gravel as his flashy sports car tore away from the villa. He didn’t return until well after dark, headlights slicing through the midnight, the engine roar disturbing the peace. I was in the living room when I heard him walk in. I had a book in my lap that I had stopped reading ages ago. I stared out the window blankly as he made his way to me. Once he stopped, I moved my gaze to his face, dark and unreadable. In his hand, he held a sharp pair of scissors, metal gleaming under the dim lamplight.I stiffened, my pulse quickening. “What… are you doing with that?”Without a word, he stepped forward, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and before I could scream or push him away, he cut it clean off. The sickening sound of metal slicing through strands echoed sharply in the silence.“What the hell—” I
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Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 102
FLORENCE’S POVIt took Annalise ten full minutes to come out of the bathroom.I didn’t say anything. I didn’t knock. I didn’t push.I just sat on the floor with my back against the door, knees pulled to my chest, eyes flicking toward the clock every few seconds, trying not to let panic cloud my voice when I spoke.“I’m right here, Anna,” I said softly. “Take your time.”The only response I got for a while was the low hiss of the tap and the occasional rustle of movement.My stomach twisted.Finally, I heard the click of the lock, and the door creaked open.She stood there, pale and clammy, her eyeliner smudged at the corners. I’d seen her drunk, seen her mid-breakup sobbing over a pint of mint chocolate chip, seen her dancing barefoot on marble floors at parties—but this?This was different.“Are you…” I rose to my feet slowly, “okay?”She nodded, then shook her head. “I don’t know. That’s been happening a lot lately.”“What!?” My voice rose despite myself. “And you haven’t been to a
Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 101
FLORENCE’S POVThe Blackwood private jet was exactly what you’d expect from Raiden: understated elegance, all clean white leather seats and warm wooden trim. No obnoxious gold, no velvet—just quiet charm and impeccable taste. Even the glassware looked like it had been chosen by someone who appreciated minimalism over flash.Rosa was already curled up in one of the corner seats with her legs tucked under her, champagne in one hand and a tray of chocolate-covered strawberries on her lap. She looked like she belonged there—like her life had always included private jets and French confections at 40,000 feet.Raiden was fast asleep, head tilted against the plush headrest, hair falling slightly into his face. His tie was loosened, his shoes were off, and his arms were crossed like he was guarding a secret. I couldn’t help but smile.I took the seat across from Rosa and buckled in.“So,” I started, propping my chin on my palm. “How is it that you’re flying back with us? Tired of having your
Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 100
MASON’S POVThe jet ride home was quiet.Too quiet, considering the war I knew I was flying into.The luxury didn’t register. I didn’t taste the wine, didn’t hear the engines. I sat there staring out the window, watching clouds smear against the sky like brushstrokes on glass.I’d agreed to move back into my parents’ estate—not because I wanted to, but because returning to the mansion I once shared with Florence felt like walking back into a coffin. At least at the estate, there were people to blame. Walls I hadn’t painted. Silence I hadn’t created.Control was easier to tolerate than grief.A black car pulled up to the jet before it even fully powered down. No welcome committee. Just a driver and two security guys.Subtle. Functional. Meant to say: You’re back. You’re needed. Don’t ask questions.I didn’t.***The estate looked exactly the same. That was the worst part.Immaculate hedges, polished floors, servants who still wouldn’t meet your eye.As soon as I stepped out of the car,
Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 99
MASON’S POVMy heart tore in two as I walked away from Florence at Fashion Week.Telling her I respected her new relationship… that I wanted to be friends…It felt like I floated up out of my body and watched someone else speak those words with a calm I didn’t feel. Someone more collected, more mature, more self-sacrificing.That wasn’t me.And yet… it was the only version of me I wanted to be around her right now.Because what was the alternative? Beg? Cling? Remind her of a love she had spent so long trying to recover from?I couldn’t be that selfish anymore.Still, as I turned the corner away from the crowd, my legs took me to the one place that felt familiar.Chris’s hotel room.***“And… you’re okay with being friends?” Chris asked as he popped open another bottle of beer like it was just water. The room around him was a disaster. Clothes half-folded in piles on the chair. Camera equipment scattered like he’d been mid-shoot and never stopped. Plates from room service littered
Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 98
FLORENCE’S POVOur last few days in Paris went surprisingly smoothly.It was as if all the drama had cracked open the sky, and now the sun could finally shine through. We stopped walking on eggshells, stopped checking over our shoulders. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could breathe.And with that breathing space came something quieter. Sweeter.Raiden and I stopped working, or thinking, or strategizing. We just… existed together.One morning, he took me to a flower market tucked into a sleepy corner of Rue Cler, where stalls overflowed with peonies and sunflowers and wild sprigs of lavender bundled in newspaper. We walked slowly, fingers brushing but never fully entwining, like we were suspended in the space between a first kiss and forever.Another day, he surprised me with a day trip outside the city. Just two hours from Paris was this sleepy, golden-drenched village called Vézelay, where the streets were cobbled and wine was poured like water. We had lunch at a tiny c
Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 97
FLORENCE’S POVThree hours and what felt like a million photos later, the shoot finally wrapped.Everyone was sun-drunk and emotionally winded, hovering somewhere between exhilaration and exhaustion. The air smelled of lavender and camera flash, and the vineyard around us glowed golden in the soft, late-afternoon light.But the results?They were extraordinary.Emily stood barefoot in the grass, wrapped in a loose linen robe the color of pearl, sipping chilled lemonade from a glass that looked almost too elegant for this world. Her braid had loosened over the shoot, strands falling gently around her face, giving her a soft, earthy glow.She didn’t look like someone recovering from a scandal.She looked like someone who had just stepped into her power.Rosa and I walked over slowly, like approaching a moment we didn’t want to break.“Hey,” I said gently. “How are you holding up?”Emily turned to us and smiled. Not forced, not shaky. A real one. “Honestly? I’m good.”“Really?” Rosa aske
Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 96
FLORENCE’S POVRaiden didn’t say a word as he led me away from the group, down a gravel path that wound through the vineyard toward a quieter patch of garden closer to the house. It was all rose bushes and old stone walls and creeping vines, and for a brief moment, I felt like we’d stumbled into someone’s private love story.The air here was still, sacred almost, as if even the bees buzzing near the blossoms knew to keep it down.“Raiden?” I asked gently. “What’s going on?”He stopped walking but didn’t turn around just yet. I watched his shoulders rise, then fall with a long exhale.“I don’t like the way Chris was flirting with you,” he said finally, his voice low and calm. “He’s got that whole harmless charm thing going, but I see through it. And I didn’t love watching you laugh at his jokes.”My brows lifted slightly. “You dragged me into a secret garden because you were jealous?”“Not just jealous,” he said, finally turning to face me. His eyes searched mine with quiet intensity.
Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 95
FLORENCE’S POVOnce Emily confirmed she was okay with doing the nude shoot—completely on her terms, no pressure—we got to work.It wasn’t even sunrise yet when I sent the first text, barely able to feel my fingers after such an emotionally wrecking night. But there was no time to sleep. We had a window—small and delicate—and I was determined to help her step through it.I remembered an art director I’d met at Fashion Week just a few days ago. French, sharp, and wildly creative, she’d shown me a campaign she did for a sustainable lingerie brand that felt more like a gallery exhibit than an ad. I’d tucked her number into my phone, not thinking I’d need it anytime soon.Now I was dialing with barely a second thought.Her response came in instantly.Florence? Mon dieu, I would die to work with you.I didn’t even need to explain much—just that it would be raw, elegant, empowering, and fast. That was enough. She was in.I’d never done anything this last-minute in my life.Usually, shoots to
Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back Chapter 94
FLORENCE’S POVEmily stared at the wine glass in her hand like she couldn’t remember how it got there.The room had quieted now. We’d coaxed her into eating something—a small plate of pasta and a few forkfuls of salad—and poured her half a glass of red. She hadn’t said much. She wasn’t crying anymore, but the silence around her wasn’t peace. It was a void.We sat around the little dining table in her suite, lit only by the dim overhead light and the soft glow from the city outside the windows. Rosa sat beside Emily, one protective hand resting lightly on her forearm. Rosa hadn’t even met Emily before this night, but had practically adopted her by that point. I was on her other side. Across from us, Raiden had flipped open his tablet and was already in fix-it mode.“I suggest we start with the basics,” Raiden said calmly, tapping through his notes. “Natalie, you’ll need to call the police. File a formal report. The earlier we do it, the better. Even if it doesn’t lead to anything imme
