All Chapters of My Ex-Husband is Out of Control: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Sophia’s POVI stood there, trembling, as the resuscitation efforts seemed to drag on forever. Daniel lay motionless on the ground, and every second felt like an eternity. My heart pounded in my chest, and the uproar around me faded into a dull hum.“Daniel... no, please,” I whispered, barely able to breathe.Elijah was beside me, his hand gripping mine tightly. “Sophia, stay with me. We need to be strong,” he said, his voice steady but strained.Joe's voice suddenly broke through. “Elijah, Henry and Julia still haven't been caught. My men are pursuing them in the forested area.”Elijah nodded, looking grim. “Keep me updated, Joe.”Just then, the sound of rotor blades grew louder. A helicopter ambulance descended, sending gusts of wind that whipped my hair around my face. Paramedics rushed out, providing me with a glimmer of hope.“Make way!” one of them shouted, pushing through the small crowd that had gathered.I watched as they attended to Daniel, my hands shaking uncontrollably. O

Sophia’s POVWhen I reached my room, I found Elijah pacing anxiously outside the door. His face lit up with relief when he saw me. “Sophia, where did you go? I was worried.”“I’m sorry,” I said, walking up to him. “I needed some fresh air and I was looking for you too when I ended up talking to someone who needed help.”He took my hand, his worry fading into understanding. “You always had a way of helping others, even when you were going through your own struggles.”I smiled, thinking about Emily who was just about to go through the same thing I did. I was certain, though, that she would make it with flying colors. Elijah led me back inside. “You have to get more rest, Sophia.” I squeezed his hand, feeling grateful for his presence. “Thank you for always being here for me, Elijah.”Indeed life had a way of coming full circle, bringing people back together when they least expected it. Elijah and I had a complicated past, but now, in this moment, it felt like we were building somethin

Sophia’s POVI couldn’t tell how long I’d been asleep, but when I finally woke up, the room was draped in darkness. I rubbed my eyes, squinting at the faint light streaming through the blinds. My stomach growled in protest, reminding me how starved I was.Elijah was sitting in the chair beside my bed, his gaze soft and watchful. “The doctor said you might be able to go home tomorrow,” he said, his voice gentle and filled with hope.I stretched my limbs, trying to shake off the last remnants of sleep. “I feel a lot better,” I admitted, “except that I’m so hungry.”Elijah’s grin widened. “Figured as much. I brought you something.” He gestured to a tray of food on the bedside table, and I blinked in disbelief. The sight of a steaming bowl of soup, a perfectly cooked steak, vegetables, and a selection of fresh fruits made my mouth water.My stomach gave a louder growl, and I felt a flush of embarrassment as Elijah chuckled softly. “I’m glad you’re awake. I wasn’t sure how long you’d sleep

Sophia’s POVThe moment I started to stir awake, I could sense my mind still in a cloud. I gently opened my eyes, taking in the white ceiling and the plain hospital walls around me. But somewhere deep in my head, I could sense the lingering effects of a vague dream. As I rubbed my eyes, fragments of memories from my childhood surged back with startling clarity. It was as if the walls separating Sabrina from Sophia were dissolving, merging my past with my present in a bizarre way. I sat up slowly, the excitement and oddity of the moment making my heart race. It was exhilarating to feel this connection to my past self, yet unsettling to think of how much I’d changed since then. Oh, gosh! This is amazing. But I’ll have time to deal with it later. I stretched my arms above my head and climbed out of the hospital bed. For now, I want to see Daniel. Elijah was already awake, sitting by the window with a coffee cup in hand, scrolling through something on his phone. “Good morning,” I sai

Elijah’s POVI walked into the faintly illuminated holding room, my footsteps echoing off the cold, concrete walls. Joe had Vito secured in handcuffs, surrounded by his men. Vito's sneer was the first thing I saw as I entered. I steeled myself, keeping my expression calm and cool.“Vito Roman,” I began. “It’s good to finally meet you in person. How do you know Henry?”Vito chuckled, leaning back in his chair as much as his restraints allowed. “Elijah Sinclair… It’s a pleasure to see you…” His tone was sarcastic. “We go a long way back, Elijah. That's all you're gonna get from me.”I kept my temper in check, leaning forward slightly. “When did you start working together?”“Like I said,” Vito smirked, “a long way back. That's all you're gonna get.”I felt a flicker of irritation but maintained my composure. “Where is he now?”Vito's chuckle turned into a low, mocking laugh. “Haven't been in contact. I didn’t go with him to the chateau. How should I know?”I was well aware that Vito and