All Chapters of He Divorced Me. Now He Wants Me Back: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

As Julie slowly opened her eyes, the melodic chirping of birds replaced the eerie silence she was used to waking up to. Warm sunlight spilled in through the open windows, bathing her in its radiance.Her head hurt, like she’d been hit over and over again until it was a puddled mess. She blinked severally to shield her eyes from the sun. The bed she was in was king-sized and it was not Jotham’s. Dread sat at the bottom of her stomach.Where the hell was she? Julie asked herself. She sprang off the bed when she remembered Marcus and the crazed look in his eyes before he had knocked her out. Did he bring her to one of his private properties where no one would ever come looking?Footsteps were coming closer to the door which made her freeze. She grabbed the lamb at the bedside. She’d rather die fighting than succumb to a life of servitude to a psycho. Only God knew what he wanted from her. The door creaked open and she held her breath.In place of Marcus’s black curls were Murray’s. H

Every part of Julie’s body felt like it was set on fire. Her skin was sticky with sweat, and she struggled to breathe. All the stress of the past days was finally catching up to her.She couldn’t help the sob that escaped her lips as she struggled to sleep. She’d wanted to stand up and ask Murray if he had any meds, but the heaviness of her limbs kept her rooted to the bed. He had come by earlier to drop her lunch but she hadn’t seen him since then. But it didn’t mean that his presence was unfelt.Julie was well aware of her captor each time. She knew he was the danger she should be running from. She suddenly saw Murray appear again. The moment he saw her lying down there, he became alarmed. “What is wrong Julie?” he pressed the palm of his hand against her forehead and flinched away at the hotness of it. “You’re burning up.”She should’ve pushed him away and said she was a doctor and could handle herself. The truth was that she really couldn’t hold up, and even though she did not

The house was completely quiet when Julie woke up. She no longer felt like she was dying, and the fever was almost gone. There was a tray of biscuits and freshly pressed juice by her side which she quickly devoured as she was so famished. She didn't even dare to care what Murray could’ve put in the food.Now that she had a little strength, she took the time to study her room. It was on the last floor and the only view from the window was a wide span of water. They must be on an island which would make it harder for her to escape.She waited until the entire house was quiet and she couldn’t hear Murray move around before she opened her door. She was surprised to find it unlocked.She walked down the dark hallway quietly, looking around to make sure there was no other person in the house. The entire house turned out to be empty. The house was wide. Most of the rooms were was mostly void. There was a wall clock that wasn’t even working on the wall of the particular room she was standin

C68 Jotham gripped the steering wheel as he drove down the quiet, winding road toward home. The evening had been tense, and silence stretched between him and Julie. She sat beside him, arms crossed, her gaze fixed out the window.The twins were staying over with his grandpa because the old man had insisted that Julie needed time to process what had happened to her, especially now that they’d found Marcus’s body.Julie loved her twins to death but she needed time to think. She felt a bit guilty because she was no doubt the reason Murray had killed Marcus.The man was not okay in the head. But did he deserve to die? Julie didn’t think so. The sudden ring of Jotham’s phone broke the silence. Jotham glanced at the screen—it was the officer in charge of Marcus’s case. His stomach tightened. He hesitated but answered on speaker.“Jotham speaking.”The officer’s voice was firm, all business. “Where are you right now?”“Driving home. Why?”“You need to come down to the station immediately.

Jotham arrived with the officers, his eyes frantically scanning the scene until they landed on Julie standing by the police car. Without a second thought, he sprinted toward her, his heart pounding in his chest. She saw him and broke into a run, colliding into his arms. He wrapped her up tightly, his breath uneven.“Julie,” he whispered hoarsely. “God, I thought I lost you.”She clung to him, burying her face in his shoulder. The terror of the past hours melted under the strength of his embrace. “I’m okay. I’m safe now.”Jotham pulled back, his hands trembling as they cupped her face. His eyes were dark with guilt and anguish. “I’m sorry, I didn’t protect you. I let Murray get too close. I should’ve seen the signs—”Julie shook her head firmly, cutting him off. “None of this is your fault. Murray made his own choices. Don’t carry this.”“But I let you down,” he insisted. “I was so caught up in clearing my name that I didn’t think about how vulnerable that made you. I should’ve protect