All Chapters of Planning My Ex-Husband's Wedding : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Emily's POV "Ugh!"A feeling of deja vú hit me as I slowly opened my eyes to my environment and blinked repeatedly to adjust my eyes to the dimly lit room where I was in.It was nowhere familiar.My head ached badly for some reason, and my throat was unusually dry.Where was this place?My eyes darted around the environment lazily but suddenly widened at the deeper realisation.The dimly lit room was damp and barely painted. The walls were high, and there were barely any windows except for one, which was also really high that it would be impossible for anyone to try to reach it.I tried to rise to my feet, but I could only move as much as an inch."What the hell?!" I muttered in annoyance.My hands and feet were strapped to a chair with a thin cord that cut into my flesh like a miserable animal.As a cockroach ran past me, a loud shriek of fright escaped my lips.What in the heavens was I doing here?My memory failed me as I tried to recall the last events leading to my current state

Eric's POV As the cars honked on the road, my driver pressed down on the horn, blaring it loudly, but it barely had any effect on the traffic."Check for an alternative route," I snapped at my driver, who nodded and began to type into the cars GPS.We had been in the same position for over thirty minutes without due to the traffic.I wondered why there had to be traffic today of all days.My feet had not stopped bouncing, and neither had my fists been unclenched since I received the call from that bastard who hijacked my wife.Max was back.It had been three days since I got the unnerving call from him, and his line had been unreachable since then.Every day had been spent trailing one location or the other that Collins had found, but we had always come to realise that it was just a trick.A migraine slowly built in my head as I wondered why on earth had gotten him out of jail against my order.Could it be my mother, who was angry that I had put him in jail? Could it be Alicia who s

Emily's POV As Max pulled me with him down the dock to the small pair of swinging doors, I felt my stomach turn with a strange but familiar feeling of nausea."Max," I called, feeling weak, and my legs felt like they would give way anything soon.He barely heard me as he kept rushing down the way."Max!"Max let out a curse as he bumped into an elderly lady and shoved her out of his way, pulling me with him.I gave the woman an apologetic smile as I was being whisked away.My stomach grumbled, and I felt the sudden wave of nausea wash over me. The stale, humid air pressed in on me from all sides, mingling with the scent of the salty sea. I gripped a metal pole tightly to gain stability, hoping the feeling would pass, but my stomach churned even more violently as Max pulled me harder."Max, I feel sick," I mumbled, but he only clenched his teeth."You can ease off in the ship. We have to leave now. I can't waste any time."My vision blurred, and my head started to spin.Desperately,

Eric's POV The gunshot took us by surprise. We all stared around, but no one suspicious was around. The officoals ran here and there, trying to figure out what had just happened, but we were all confused. I stared at Max's lifeless body. I couldn't believe that he was dead. How unfortunate. "Max?" Emily screamed as she stared at the lifeless body of the only man who knew where Mia was. I stared at the window and saw a red dot on Emily's back, and suddenly it hit me. Before she knew what was going on, I pulled her down with me. Immediately, the wall behind her was shattered by a bullet. What was going on? "There's a sniper around!" I roared to the police who were still busy investigating the broke glasses and carrying Max out of the room. I pulled Emily out with me as some police led us safely to our car.she sobbed loudly as we were taken to the car. My brows were knitted together as I wondered what sort of game this was. Who was now the mastermind behin

Emily's POV I turned to Eric to see him staring at me with a look of disapproval.He snatched the phone and growled into it."My wife is going nowhere. I'm warning you to return my daughter back."He chuckled. "Tick Tock. Tick Tock. You have just ten minutes to choose, Emily. What would you prefer? Your daughter's head served to you on a platter when you're in bed with your husband or your husband reconnecting with his real wife who is pregnant with his child, while you get to have your daughter hale and hearty? The ball is in your court!'All I felt was my blood pumping loudly in my ears.I turned to see Cecilia and Alicia, who had been watching the drama with curiosity wearing smug smiles on their faces as they looked on to watch how the drama would unfold.I turned to Lola, who wore a wide smirk on her face."Wr are waiting for you," she urged mockingly.I turned back in Eric's direction, and slowly, tears built up in my eyes.Why did fate have to be so cruel? Why did it choose t