All Chapters of The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Allison's POV.I woke up groggy, disoriented, and in a place that wasn’t the hospital. The walls were bare, the room a bit dark, and the air was filled with the scent of antiseptic. I glanced around, trying to piece together my fragmented memories. This wasn’t the sterile, cold environment of a hospital. This was different, more clandestine. I realized I was in one of our secret agent hideouts—The Sanctuary. The realization brought a slight sense of relief amidst the confusion.By my side was Mia, her face was of concern and relief. She looked up from the small medical kit she was holding, her eyes softening when she saw I was awake. “Allison, you’re finally up,” she said, her voice soothing. “You were brought here right after you passed out at the hospital.”I tried to sit up, groaning from the pain that shot through my body. My bandages had been changed, and I noticed my clothes were different—new and fresh, probably taken from a nearby safe house. My mind raced as I recalled the a

Jessica's POV.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, frustration twisting my features. The pregnancy hadn't changed Williams’ feelings toward me; if anything, it seemed to push him further away. I let out a harsh laugh, feeling rage and bitterness. I thought the baby would make him embrace me with open arms, but all it did was deepen the chasm between us. The truth was, I never intended for Williams to be the father. The baby wasn’t his. It was the result of an affair with my ex-boyfriend, who had always been a thorn in my side. Even though I despised him, I couldn’t let go of the emotional hold he had on me. I’d tried to sever ties, but he had a way of worming back into my life, a weakness I couldn't escape.When I found out I was pregnant, I knew I couldn’t have the child with him. The thought of being a single mother, tied to a man I loathed, was unbearable. I wanted to use the pregnancy to secure my position with Williams. He was my way back to the top, the ladder I needed to

Allison's POV.The evening sky was painted with hues of orange and pink as Edward’s car rolled up to Williams’s mansion. The massive estate stood ahead, guarded by a team of serious-looking bodyguards. I sat in the passenger seat, my heart pounding with anger and frustration. Edward glanced at me briefly before shutting off the engine.We stepped out of the car, the chill of the evening air biting at my skin. The bodyguards, stationed like sentinels, eyed us with suspicion. Edward took the lead, but I pushed past him, stepping directly in front of the guards. “I need to see Williams,” I said, my voice firm. “It’s important.”One of the guards, a burly man with a scowl, shook his head. “No visitors without prior approval.”I didn’t flinch. “Tell him Allison is here. It’s urgent.”The guard hesitated, then nodded reluctantly. I watched as he walked towards the mansion, disappearing behind the heavy front door. Edward stayed close, his presence reassuring.Minutes felt like hours as we w

Allison's POV.Finally at home, I slammed the door to my apartment and paced the room, feeling the weight of the world pressing down on me. Everything seemed to be spiraling out of control. The confrontation with Williams and Jessica a few days ago, had left me raw and seething with anger each time I thought about it. I was so consumed by my thoughts that I almost missed the urgent buzz of my phone on the coffee table.When I finally picked it up, it was a message from Mia, who had been keeping me updated on the latest developments. My hands shook as I read the news she’d sent.“Allison, you need to know something important. Jessica’s brother is in town. He’s a five-star general and has been seen around the city, especially near Jessica’s place. It looks like he’s here to support her. Be careful.”The news hit me like a punch to the gut. Jessica’s brother, a five-star general? That meant he wasn’t just a powerful man; he was someone who wielded significant influence and authority. The

Williams POV.I stormed into Jessica’s ward, the metallic click of my shoes echoing in the hallway. My bodyguards, stationed just outside, remained vigilant as I pushed through the door. My thoughts were a whirl of guilt and concern; I had been feeling uneasy about her fall and the events that followed. But what I walked into made my blood boil.In the center of the room, Jessica was holding hands with a man who looked like he’d stepped straight out of a gritty crime movie. His arms were covered in tattoos, a ragged leather jacket hung loosely over his shoulders, and his smirk radiated trouble. The sight was jarring. My fists clenched involuntarily as I took in the scene. “Who the hell is this?” I demanded, my voice low and dangerous, the anger barely contained.Jessica’s eyes widened in surprise, and she looked up from the man’s hand, her face betraying a hint of discomfort. “This is Don,” she said, her voice strained. “He’s my cousin.”My eyes flicked back to Don, who stood there w