All Chapters of Kneel Before Me, Ex-husband: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Just as I was starting to gather my thoughts, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, glancing at the screen. Mr. Sanchez’s name lit up, and my stomach dropped. It was too early for good news.“Gideon,” Mr. Sanchez’s voice came through, shaky and filled with emotion. “We’ve been arrested. They’ve got us locked up here, and we need your help.”I stopped in my tracks, the world around me blurring. “What? What happened?” My heart raced, images of the Sanchez family flashed in my mind—hardworking, kind, always supportive of Alexa and me.“It’s Amethyst. She’s behind this,” he said, despair lacing his words. “You have to believe me. She framed us, Gideon. She’s using us to get to you.”I felt the weight of his words settle like a heavy stone in my stomach. “I’ll be there,” I promised, a sense of urgency flooding through me.I turned on my heel and sprinted back toward the house, adrenaline pumping. As I burst through the door, I found Alexa still in the kitchen, her back turned to m

Cool evening air slapped me across the face as I stepped out of the police station, jolting me out of the haze of the past few hours. I paused, letting the weight of everything settle upon me, before I made my way to my car. With each step, uncertainty weighted my feet, and Alexa's confrontation replayed like a haunting melody that couldn't be shaken off my mind.Once I got into the car, I shut the door. It echoed in the silence of the night as I searched for my keys in my bag with a nervous heart as I started the engine and left the parking lot. The streetlights glimmered with flickering lights on the passing streets; I hardly noticed most of it because I was dazed."What have I gotten myself into?" I groaned, clutching the steering wheel.Amethyst's pain hung in my mind, like a web of lies those who were supposed to care for her had spun around me. I was stuck, torn between two women who deserved my attention but pulled me in different directions.I drove past the park where childre

The crisp night air surrounded me with quiet, humming city sounds as I drove myself to Wild Flower Eats. I slid into the leather coolness of my car and the lavender clung in the air when I turned the engine on. Bathed in the soft lights of streetlights that glistened across the dark expanse of the roads, streets seemed to promise in low whispers something new. Part of me, maybe the smallest part, wondered if this was the night; if this was the night when I let go of all the chains I'd built to lock myself in.I was driving across the city streets; with the windows open, night breeze was sweeping into my windows, and my fingers would go tapping on the steering wheel to the beat of the song that seemed to dance in rhythm with my mind. I did not even know what was happening between us—was it something beyond attraction? Or was it just a desperate cling for a semblance of normalcy in the chaos that made up my life?I realized for the first time in a while, Nicolai made me feel safe at lea

I walked towards the gate, my heart hammering as the stranger’s hand gripped Marta's arm, pulling her toward him. She didn’t seem to resist, but the way her eyes flickered nervously told me everything I needed to know. Without thinking, I stepped outside, my voice sharp and commanding.“Stop! Who are you, and what do you want with her?”The man paused, looking over at me, eyes narrowing in recognition. "She's my wife," he said, his tone defensive, almost pleading. "I just need to talk to her. I’m trying to make things right... I want her back."My eyes shot to Marta—her face a mix of pain and disgust, her posture stiff with discomfort. She didn’t want him near her, didn’t want to speak to him. I could see it in the way she pulled away, avoiding his touch. The anger rose inside me like fire.“You have no right to touch her,” I snapped. “Leave her alone, or I’ll call the police.”The man hesitated, then reluctantly let go of Marta’s arm and backed away, muttering under his breath before

I could feel the shift in the air, thick with the tension that always existed between us. She was tense, defensive—ready for a fight.I couldn’t help but let a small, mocking smile creep onto my lips.“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my dear sister,” I said, making sure to emphasize the word "sister" with heavy sarcasm. "What a surprise to run into you here.”Her lips pressed together in a thin line, and she took a step forward, her expression turning rigid. “What the hell are you doing here, Amethyst?”I tilted my head, my gaze sweeping over her with feigned innocence. “I’m just here to check on my ex-husband’s condition. You know, the man you’re married to,” I said with an exaggerated sweetness that only made my words sting more.“He’s been in an accident, right? I figured I’d at least come by. Family should stick together, don’t you think?”Alexa’s eyes flashed with something between anger and confusion. She took a deep breath, clearly trying to keep her composure. “You’re not family