Dear Ex Wife Please take me back (Athena and Alex) novel Chapter 183

ELI

My mind has been moving in a dangerous direction. I'm trying to hold onto the patience I no longer have for the sake of my wife.

If it were up to me, this shitty town would be in ashes as we speak. But I promised Ari I'd hold on a little and trust Luca.

My phone vibrates, making me release my now sleeping wife and carefully place her on the couch. She has refused to leave our sons side for any reason.

She has been practically staying in this hospital, and she fainted when the doctors rushed in once his heart stopped beating.

I tried getting all kinds of hearts paying ten times their worth, but none was a match.

Frustration was slowly building up, and I felt like if I spent another minute sitting, I'd lose the little control I'm holding to.

This is my son we're talking about.

The only one we have.

If anything happens… I don't even want to go there.

Sliding to the right, I pick up Luca's call.

“Talk to me.” I grit out.

“I'm sending something to your encrypted email.” He says and hangs up.

A second later, my phone vibrates, and sure enough, it's a video attached to it. I press play immediately and what I see makes my blood fucking boil to a point I'm not sure if I'm still seeing correctly.

In it is my fucking brother and nephew, beating up Elias’s little Erand boy and grabbing what I assume is Athena's fucking box.

The thing my son wouldn't shut up about till he passed out. Trying to stop this from leaking must have taken a toll on him.

I dial Luca's number, “I can see what you've sent.”

“Do You think Noah told his parents about it and helped his father?” Luca asks as I pace back and forth trying to recollect my thought but all I see is fucking red.

“No. Noah has been obsessed with Athena. I don't think he did. I however think he purposely removed his mask to send us a message. Get back here, I'll find him. Bring Athena with you, I don't give a fuck what they fought about, I need her to do the surgery. Ian can't do it alone.”

“She can hear you just fine, Uncle. I'm with her. And what about Dr. Quinn snr.? Wasn't he the one in charge?”

“Not anymore!” I cut and rush back in to grab my car keys.

I know where to find the fucker.

“Come with me.” I say to Ryan who joins me as we rush to the car and speed for the road.

“Your Job is simple. Once we secure the box, drive back here and give it to Athena. Luca will make sure no one stands in his way. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

I focus my eyes on the road as I drive like a man possessed. Red lights blur past me. Horns blare, but I don’t give a single fuck. My mind is a warzone, every thought erupting with betrayal, rage, and the image of my son's lifeless face.

I underestimated that fucker. I should have paid more attention to him after the will was read.

“You sure this is it?” Ryan asks from the passenger seat, watching the GPS pulse over a location not even the government has mapped.

“I’m fucking sure,” I growl, tightening my grip on the wheel until my knuckles pop.

“He thought he was smart, hiding a second house behind the charity front. But I’ve been smarter. I always have been ten steps ahead. Maybe that's why the bastard hates me so much!”

The gates appear up ahead. Tall, iron, and guarded. Two men with guns stand at either side. The moment they spot my car, they move into position.

Big mistake.

I slam the brakes just in time, sending the car into a screeching halt that kicks up a storm of dust. I’m already out before the tires finish spinning.

“Sir, this is private-”

My fist crashes into the first guard’s jaw before he finishes the sentence. He crumples like dead weight.

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