All Chapters of The Billionaire Ex-Wife’s Return : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

043Eliaz's POV I hunched my back, making it a bit easier to shrink deeper into the black coat hung across my shoulders. An equally black baseball cap adorned my head and to match, I had on a nose mask that covered basically every of my facial features except my eyes. My eyes though, were on an entirely different level. With the emotions that ran through me at the moment, I was a hundred percent sure that my gaze would burn a hole through the glasses if i had decided to wear one. Plus it would be super uncomfortable. The fact that I was even dressed like this was an unwelcome surprise, and be rest assured that I wasn't going to spare the person who had recommended this to me. A frown made its way to my face as I stepped into a puddle. Despite the mask, I could still feel my anger threatening to rip the material into shreds. At a point, a thought popped into my head and I thought, what if I just took the damned thing off? What was the use anyway, it's not like anyone could see m

044Fredrick’s POV There was only so much damage control one could do to salvage a situation, and right now, it really was looking like there was nothing to be done. I wasn't one to freak out or blow things out of proportion, but believe me when I said things were bad, really bad.I ran a hand through my hair for the umpteenth time in the last minute. In the past hour, I could say I had done this very action over a million times, and while it wasn't exactly something I was proud of, I couldn't bring myself to stop. In fact, that seemed to be the only thing that was keeping me sane in all of this. I hadn't seen it coming, at all. I always heard to be stubborn as a man and not conform or bend your back when others wanted you to, especially if it put you in an uncomfortable situation. It always worked for me and I guess I might have slightly miscalculated on what the outcome was going to be. In all my life, I'd never seen such speed and accuracy. When I'd initially told the blackm

047Alora's POV Fate worked in so many different ways, and while they always asked me to keep my head up for a silver lining, I never really quite believed it, until now. Time seemed to slow to a halt as I stared at the person in front of me. From the moment she had walked into the room, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her, and it was in a way I just couldn't put a pin to. What the hell was she doing here? That had been the only question that had been running through my mind since she walked in here. She was standing in front of me, but I just didn't want to believe it. If I was being honest, a tiny part of me wanted to punch her, or probably pinch myself just so I would know if I wasn't hallucinating or not. “Good morning, Miss Alora.” She beamed, before taking a seat on the steel chair in front of her. “How are you today?” “What?” I couldn't help but stutter as her question threw me off guard. She has asked a basic question, but when you'd been locked in a dingy room fo

049Eliaz's POV My mind was heavy and I had no idea why. Or if I was being honest with myself, I had an inkling why I felt this way, I just didn't expect it to be this overwhelming. Revenge was a dish best served cold, they said and I'd believed it. Whenever I was out to get someone, those were the exact words I chanted to myself. It always fueled my morale and gave me the boost I never knew I needed so why the hell was it different this time? A small sigh slid past my lips. I'd beendling that more times than I'd liked and I didn't like it. I'd made conscious efforts to stop too, but I doubt it was working. At this point, the only solution would be to tackle the the problem from the root of it all, but how was I supposed to do that when everything had originated from one woman and I w woman alone; Alora. Doing this back and forth with seemed to be getting harder and harder by the minute. A lot of things had been going on in her life since she appeared in the business world

051Alora's POV It'd been a couple of days since I last laid my eyes on Laura. And by a couple of days, I really didn't mean two days. I was talking about a full blown week and it had been radio silence from her. When the first day had passed, I felt a little bit of relief. She obviously needed time to get her act together and plan her next move, and since I had her assurance of getting me out of here in a matter of two days, I didn't have anything to worry about, right? Wrong. I was totally wrong. I had everything to worry about, and the panic started creeping in after the fourth day. I hadn't heard anything from her and all my attempts to get to her had proved futile. The officers in the station weren't helping matters either. Noatter who I reached out to, none of them seemed to be willing to help me. I'd said it before and I was going to say it again, the police here was far from my friend. On one of the occasions, one of the janitors had offered me food and asked if I ne