All Chapters of The Billionaire's Second Choice: Running away with his kids.: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

~~Madison~~Each step I took towards Stephanie's room felt like a death sentence. If I want them to think they are still in control this is the only way until I'm able to regain control.I stood in front of the door and dialed Renee's number on my phone and placed it on a loudspeaker. Hopefully she will be able to hear whatever conversation happens in the room.“Hi.” I greeted Stephanie with a smile immediately as I entered the room.“Don't try to stand up.” I said to her and held her and laid her back down.“Thanks for bringing me here.” She says, “I don't know what happened. The Doctors are calling it a psychotic episode.” She says.“Oh well, they have thought about everything they are going to say to me to keep me under their toes.” I thought to myself“Did he give you anything for it?” I asked her.“I don't know but I'm guessing they are all in my IV.” She said, looking up to the IV drip connected to her arm.“Thanking you feels small. Tell me anything and I will do it.” She says,

~~Victor~~“Where are you going?” My dad asks as I got up.“To the hospital, where Madison and Stephanie are.” I said to him.“You can't go there.” He said.“The hell I can't!” I shot at him.“Hey, I know you are angry but I'm still your father!” He shot back at me.“If you want to be my father. Stall your colleagues.” I said to him and walked out of his office.“You need to slow down and think this through.” I heard his voice behind me.“I have thought it through.” I said to him without looking back.“I really think you should sit down and think.” He said.“I'm not doing that!” I yelled and turned around. “Stephanie might be doing something to Madison at this very moment.”“I know that. But think about it. If Stephanie is doing something to Madison it's because she has the backing of the board of directors.” He said.“How would they know Stephanie? Their path has never crossed.”“You thought the same thing as Thea Moore.” He said.And I took a minute to think about it. Dad's right. I

~~Victor~~It's been two days in the prison. Even though Dad made sure I was put in protective custody I still don't know how safe I can be within these walls. I have seen my shares of violence. Hell, I have been violent myself but not like these criminals roaming around these halls.Everyone of them has done something against the law to be put in here. If only the law is on my side.“What are you in here for?” The guy next door has been asking me that question since I got here. So much for protective custody.And for the past two days I haven't answered his question. I never expected to have a jail neighbor or even be in jail before.“Murder.” I found myself saying.“Who did you kill?” He asked“I didn't kill anyone!” I shot at him.“But you just said you are in here for Murder.” He sounded confused but then his voice was confusing.“I was framed.” I said. That was the first time I have acknowledged that I have been framed since I got here. I tried not to think about it. Hoping it w

~~Madison~~I sat on the floor while Renee and Cynthia helped me get the boys ready.I don't know if I don't want to get up or if my body is just refusing to get up.I never gave myself the idea of Victor dieing. I have never seen myself pouring death over his grave. Now, I'm going to have to because it's a rite of passage in a funeral.It started to look like this is the new normal. Everyone around me is either in danger or dieing on me. Why does it have to be me all the time? Why does the universe have to keep punishing me like this? It seems like from one problem to the next.“Madison, darling. It's time to go.” Victor's Mom said to me.“I'm not ready.” I said to her.“You have to be ready, darling. Especially for your boys when you think it's okay to tell them.” “Why do bad things keep happening to me, why can't the universe move to someone else?” I sighed deeply, “why does it have to be me all the time.”“I want you to see it this way.” She said, “where you are now, is definit

~~Victor~~I could feel the flashlight burning into my eyes. “Mr, Reynolds, if you can hear me blink twice.” I heard what sounded like a doctor.I blinked my eyes twice and felt the bed go up and my head up with it.The sound of the machine feels real, not like the one I heard in my dreams.I don't know if I will call it that. I felt everything that happened there. I felt everything like it was real life. “Do you know where you are Mr. Reynolds?” The Doctor asked me“Judging by your scrubs, I will say the hospital.” I replied to him. “Welcome back, Sir. You gave us quite a scare.” He said.“Well, I was stabbed.” I said to him, Smiling.“Your family are gathered in the lobby, should I get them?” He asked.“Yes please, I need to see real people. No offense Doctor.” I said.“None taken, I will get them for you.” He tapped my shoulder and left.I looked around the room and saw a mirror, I got up and walked towards it.I pulled my gown up and there it was, the scar from the injury of th