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LOVE HIS ENEMY: My Husband's Downfall Chapter 47
SebastianI sit on the edge of the couch, staring at the screen of my phone. My fingers move fast, typing out a message. My mind is racing, running through every possibility, every scenario.The reply comes almost instantly. I barely have time to process the words before Eric’s voice pulls me back.“What is it?” he asks, leaning closer, his eyes narrowing as he watches me.“The detectives who were at Christopher’s office,” I start, my voice low, my throat tightening as I speak. “They found Elizabeth’s car.”Eric stiffens, his shoulders going rigid. “Where?”“By the waterfront,” I reply, my words coming slower now, like I’m trying to piece them together in my own head. “It was abandoned. It’s been sitting there for over a week.”“What would Elizabeth be doing there?” Eric’s voice is sharp, cutting through the thick air between us.“That’s the question,” I say, shaking my head. “None of this makes sense.”We exchange a look, one that says everything we’re both thinking but can’t say out
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ChristopherThe door bangs shut, echoing through the hallway.Agnes’s hurried footsteps follow, her shoes squeaking faintly against the hardwood floor. She’s rushing, trying not to draw attention, but she’s never been good at subtlety.I glance at Celia and Celeste, their faces masks of calm, but I know better. We’re all on edge.“They’re back,” I announce.“Call her in,” Celia says, her voice icy but composed. “We need to know what she’s hiding.”I nod and step into the hallway. Edward is perched at the bottom of the staircase, playing with one of his toy trucks. He looks up at me with a wide grin.“Edward, go upstairs and get cleaned up,” I say, ruffling his hair. “Put on some fresh clothes, alright?”“Yes, Daddy!” He chirps, his small feet pounding the stairs as he races up.“Agnes,” I call out, turning to the visibly pale woman hovering near the hallway. “Can we have a word?”She hesitates, clutching her apron like it’s a lifeline. “Of course, sir.”Gesturing toward the study, I o
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SebastianThe room is silent, but the air feels thick, like something heavy is pressing down on us. Eric is staring at me, his green eyes wide with panic.His gaze pierces me, searching for an answer I don’t have the strength to give.“What is it, Sebastian?” His voice is sharp, cutting through the quiet like a knife. “What did they say?”I swallow hard, my throat dry.My hand trembles as I lower the phone, its screen going dark.I can feel the weight of his stare, the tension growing with each passing second.“Sebastian!” Eric’s voice rises, frantic now. “What’s going on? Say something!”I open my mouth, but the words don’t come.My chest tightens, and my knees feel weak.The walls seem to close in around me, and before I can stop myself, I’m sinking to the ground.My legs give out completely, and I collapse onto my knees, the phone slipping from my hand and clattering to the floor.“Sebastian!” Eric is by my side in an instant, gripping my shoulders. “What the hell is going on? Talk
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SebastianThe morning light seeps through the glass walls of my penthouse, too soft and warm for the weight in my chest. My phone buzzes on the counter, the sound slicing through the silence.I grab it immediately, my pulse quickening when I see the name. Agnes.We can meet today. But make sure Christopher isn’t watching me.That’s easy today. James Alexander is already here.“Dad’s on his way up,” Eric announces as he walks into the kitchen, his tone almost casual, like we didn’t spend the night spiralling in fear and guilt.“Should we, like, get breakfast or something?” I ask, my nerves making my words uneven.My hands are clammy, and I wipe them on my pants, trying to ignore the anxiety clawing at me.Eric chuckles, opening the fridge. “Dad makes breakfast,” he says, as if that’s supposed to calm me.But it doesn’t.Not even close.My mind flashes back to the last time I met James Alexander—the blow he landed across my face still feels fresh, and I can almost hear the scorn in his
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ChristopherThe noise outside my office pulls me from my thoughts. A muffled voice, high-pitched and frantic, pierces through the heavy oak door."You can't go in!" my assistant screams, her voice shaky with panic.“Move.” A second voice, deep and commanding, cuts through her protests.I push back from my desk, my chest tightening as I stride toward the door. My footsteps echo in the quiet office, the tension in the air thick enough to choke me.“What the hell is going on?” I bark, yanking the door open, ready to reprimand whoever thought they could disrupt my morning.But I stop dead in my tracks.Shit.Standing there, just outside my office, is James Alexander.His broad frame fills the hallway, his shoulders squared in a pristine dark suit that looks like it cost more than my car.The cowboy hat perched on his head casts a shadow over his sharp, weathered features, but not enough to hide the cold fire in his eyes.His boots—polished, pointed, and scuffed just enough to show he’s wo
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SebastianThe roar of the engine hums under me as I punch the gas, the force pressing me back into the seat.The tension in my chest eases—just slightly—with each mile we put behind us. The winding streets blur past, the steady growl of the car calming my racing thoughts.But no amount of speed can untangle the knots in my stomach."Do you think Agnes has anything useful?" Eric asks from the passenger seat, breaking the silence."What do I think?" I glance at him briefly, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "I hope she does. God knows we need something."Eric hesitates, then asks the question I’ve been asking myself all day.“Do you think there’s any chance…any at all…that Elizabeth’s back?”I shake my head. The idea is too good to be true, and we both know it. “That would be a miracle,” I admit quietly. “But miracles don’t happen when Christopher’s involved.”Eric nods solemnly, his face grim. “Still, we can hope.”Hope. I cling to the word, but it feels paper-thin in my hands.This
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ChristopherThe tires screech as I pull into the long driveway of my estate.The roaring engine echoes my frustration, but it does nothing to calm me.How the hell did James Alexander find out that Elizabeth is missing?The thought loops in my head like a bad song, over and over, until I want to scream.It doesn’t make sense. I planned this perfectly. Every move, every detail—I was meticulous. Yet somehow, James, that smug bastard, knows something.I slam my fist against the steering wheel, the sharp pain grounding me for a moment.“Shit!” I scream, my voice echoing in the car.I pull up to the house and kill the engine, but I don’t move.I sit there, my mind racing. James Alexander wasn’t supposed to be in the picture.Not now.I made sure Elizabeth was isolated, didn’t I?I convinced her that her family never cared.The memory of her tear-streaked face surfaces, and for a moment, guilt flickers in the corner of my mind.But I squash it down, bury it deep where it can’t touch me.I r
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ChristopherMy heart pounds so hard it feels like it might burst out of my chest. My palms are clammy, my breaths too shallow, too quick. This cannot be happening. Not now. Not like this.I pace back and forth in the cold hallway outside the padded room, the doctor’s words echoing in my head.“She’s awake.” Awake. The word feels heavy, like a stone sinking into my gut. It’s one thing to hope Elizabeth is dead—it’s cleaner, final. But ordering her and her unborn child to be killed? That’s a line I can’t cross.I can’t do it.I won’t do it.“Get it together,” I hiss under my breath, raking my hands through my hair.My reflection in the small, smudged window of the door catches my eye. My tie is slightly askew, my shirt wrinkled, my face pale.I look as shaken as I feel.“Go in there and find out what she knows,” I tell myself, my voice barely audible. That’s all I need to do. Find out what she remembers. Nothing more.Taking a deep breath, I push the door open cautiously.The padded roo
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ElizabethPain.That’s the first thing I feel when I wake up. A deep, gnawing ache radiates through my body, searing, unbearable. My eyelids feel too heavy, my limbs like lead. My head throbs, my throat is dry. The sterile scent of antiseptic and something faintly metallic lingers in the air.Where am I?My breath comes in shallow gasps. I try to move, but the agony shoots through me, pinning me down. A shadow looms above me, a man in scrubs. He’s speaking, but the words are muffled, floating just beyond my comprehension.“Miss? Can you hear me?”I try to focus, blinking against the harsh hospital lights. The room is full of people, doctors, nurses. I hear the steady beep of a monitor beside me. Another voice, softer but urgent.“Miss, do you know your name? Do you know where you are?”My name? My mind is blank, empty. It’s like grasping at smoke.I don’t answer. Instead, I reach down, my trembling hand brushing over my stomach. A sudden wave of terror grips me.“My baby,” I choke out
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ElizabethThe rain pounds against the thin metal roof, a steady, hollow drumming that fills the silence of my tiny prison. I sit on the edge of the creaky cot, rubbing my swollen stomach, tracing slow, absentminded circles over the taut skin. My body aches in ways I never thought possible, my back throbbing, my ankles swollen, my ribs feeling like they are being pried apart from the inside. Eight months—no, almost nine—I’ve spent locked away, hidden from the world, and the weight of my confinement presses down on me like a stone. Have I ever done this before.. I don’t know anything… Is anyone still searching for me? Is anyone still thinking of me at all?I used to believe that if I held on if I obeyed, someone would come. But time has stretched thin, my hope unraveling with each passing day. No one has come. No one has saved me. And now, I wonder if my child—this innocent life inside me—will ever know anything other than this cold, empty room.A girl or a boy? I don’t know. Dr. M
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Elizabeth The common room hums with a low murmur of voices, the occasional scrape of a chair against the tile floor, the shuffle of slippers as patients wander aimlessly.I sit in the corner, book in hand, though I haven't turned a page in the last ten minutes. My eyes skim over the words, but I don’t absorb them. I’ve learned to pretend—pretend to be cooperative, pretend to trust Dr. Maggie, pretend I’m nothing more than ‘Jane,’ a quiet, submissive patient who no longer questions why she’s here. But I’m not Jane. And I’ll never be. The moment I let my guard down, the moment I stop pretending, they’ll make sure I never leave this place. So I wait. I watch. I listen. Then, something changes. A commotion stirs outside the common room. Footsteps—urgent, heavy. Voices, low but firm. I lift my head. Across the room, Dr. Maggie storms in, her face pale, eyes darting around like she’s expecting someone to jump out and grab her. “Come with me, Jane. Now.” Her voice is sharp,
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Elizabeth“Who knew Seattle had so many psychiatric hospitals?” Eric’s voice cuts through the tense silence as he thumbs through the list on his phone, the light from the screen illuminating his face in the dim confines of my car. I glance at him from the driver’s seat, exhaustion weighing heavily on both of us. The rain streaks down the windshield, the rhythmic tapping a sharp contrast to the frustration brewing between us. “I’m starting to think that we might not find her, I mean what if they moved her somewhere else?” I mutter, gripping the steering wheel tighter. My knuckles are white, and my patience is nonexistent. Eric exhales loudly, his head dropping back against the seat. “None of the hospitals have confirmed or denied her presence. It's the same rehearsed answers every time: ‘We can’t share patient information. Privacy laws. Blah, blah, blah.’” “What the hell are we going to do?” I snap, my frustration boiling over. Eric doesn’t answer immediately, his mind churn
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SebastianThe cottage sits in a clearing, its weathered wooden exterior blending into the dense background. The air is cool, and heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine. I sit on the old porch steps, nursing a tumbler of coffee in one hand, my phone in the other. Eric leans against the railing, his sharp features drawn tight with frustration, while James, broad and rough around the edges, paces the dirt path in front of us, the gravel crunching beneath his boots. "What did they find?" James bellows, his Southern drawl thicker than usual, a clear sign he’s losing his patience. Eric sighs, running a hand through his hair. "The men went to the location where the video was taken," he begins. "Elizabeth was there. Witnesses say she was taken by two men. They work for some asylum. Beyond that, I don’t have many details." I interrupt, the weight of my own thoughts pressing against my chest. "Celeste knows I was sleeping with Elizabeth." Both men stop what they’re doing and star
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ChristopherI storm into the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind me. My coat slips from my shoulders, falling to the floor in a heap, but I don't care. My mind is too clouded with rage, and frustration gnawing at every fiber of my being. My chest tightens with every breath I take, and my hands are trembling—whether from anger or exhaustion, I don’t know anymore. Sebastian Valdez. That name alone makes my blood boil. He has taken everything from me—my company, my goddamn legacy. Bell Energies was my birthright, my family's empire, and now it's rotting in his filthy hands. I want to rip him apart, piece by piece, watch him suffer like I have these past few months. The thought consumes me, fuels my every waking moment. I stop in my tracks, my pulse pounding in my ears. A flash of red catches my eye. I freeze. The figure stands near the window, facing away from me, bathed in the soft glow of the city lights spilling through the curtains. Long, flowing red hair cascades dow
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ElizabethI turn around slowly, her soft voice still playing in my ears. She stands there—tall, striking. Her red hair cascades over her pale shoulders, framing a face that feels oddly familiar. Her green eyes, bright yet holding something deeper, meet mine with a mix of curiosity and warmth. "Hey," I say, my voice unsure, testing the word on my tongue. "Hi," she replies with a friendly smile. "I'm Sarah." Sarah. The name hits me like a wave, crashing into my chest and leaving me breathless. I don’t know why, but it feels... significant. Familiar in a way that makes no sense. The connection is instant and electric, and I don't understand it. Sarah sits across from me, her movements light, almost too graceful for a place like this. "What’s your name?" she asks, her voice laced with an innocent curiosity like she’s eager to know me. I hesitate, a lump forming in my throat. "I... I don't remember," I admit, forcing a small, awkward smile. "They call me Jane here." Sa
