Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 253

Wiona lay on the grass for what felt like twenty minutes, just letting the heat of the fire wash over her. She watched the flames flicker further and further away, and noticed the noise near the old building was getting louder. She had no idea what was happening over there. Still, no sign of the police. No fire trucks, either. If this kept up, the whole field would be nothing but ash.

At least the fire seemed to be holding back from spreading any further. No one else would get hurt, and nothing important would be lost. That was one less thing to worry about. Tonight’s blaze had been her last resort, a desperate move to save herself.

She let her hand rest on her belly, breathing a little easier. No one seemed to be chasing her, and finally, the pain in her stomach faded away. She almost cried from relief right then and there.

“You two are amazing,” she whispered, giving her belly a gentle rub. “I promise I’ll be more careful from now on. No more crazy risks. You have to be good, too, okay?”

Slowly, Wiona pushed herself up and made her way down the slope. She decided to wait for the police at a main intersection. That way, she could ask for a ride back. With no phone, no money, and being pregnant, walking around on her own felt like asking for trouble. This world wasn’t nearly as safe as she’d once thought.

Soon enough, she reached the side of a big road, only to spot something she didn’t expect—a huge shadow moving toward her, fast. Instinctively, she grabbed a stick and ducked behind a tree.

The shadow drew closer and suddenly stumbled, crashing to the ground. Wiona raised her stick, ready to defend herself, but then realized the shadow had split into two figures. Before they could even get up, someone shouted from behind, “Stop!”

A second, more familiar voice yelled, “Run! Run! Don’t look back, Jace, don’t look back!”

That was Alona’s voice. Wiona squinted. Was that really Jace and Grandma Grace lying there? She looked harder. It was them. Jace scrambled up and swept Grandma Grace—who looked completely out of it—into his arms.

“Grandma, I’m taking you home. We’re going home… Home!” he said, almost like he was trying to convince himself, then took off running again, teeth gritted.

But the people chasing them were closing in, now driving a car.

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