A Divorce He Regrets (Alissa Nexus) novel Chapter 120

I stood abruptly, my hands balling into fists. “I’ll be back,” I muttered, my voice tight. Without waiting for a response, I stepped outside the room and pulled out my phone.

My phone felt heavier than usual in my hand as I scrolled through the contacts. There was only one person I could call—someone who could act quickly without wasting time. Alex.

I hit the dial button, pacing the corridor as the phone rang once, twice, before he picked up.

“Dom?” Alex’s voice came through sharp, laced with concern.

“We’ve got a situation,” I said, keeping my voice low but urgent. “I need you to get the kids out of town. Somewhere safe. Somewhere no one knows. Not even Raina.”

There was a pause. “What’s going on?” Alex asked, his tone measured but pressing.

“No time to explain,” I snapped, frustration bubbling under the surface. “Just listen. Get Liam. Pick Ava up from my house. I’ll let Faith know you’re coming for her.”

Another beat of silence, and then Alex’s response came, steady and certain. “Got it. I’ll handle it.”

I pushed the door open and stepped back into the room. The air felt heavier here, thick with the weight of unspoken fears and impending loss. Raina was by Grandpa’s side, her fingers clutching his frail hand like it was the only thing tethering her to reality. Grandma was seated beside her, her lips moving in silent prayer, her face etched with grief.

I walked over and sank into the chair on the opposite side of the bed. Grandpa’s breathing had changed—it was rapid, shallow, each breath a struggle. The doctor had said it was only a matter of time, but seeing it unfold in front of me was something else entirely.

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