The CEO's Ex Wife Comes Back With Twins

y my fate with Aaron Hendrix was born. I froze in terrifying realisation. If I don't do something

face?" He asked, walking back to me, but before he could see my

taircase and skipped down in seconds. My luck shined when I saw the double doo

r the main road. A cab stopped for me, and I hopped in with no idea what city I was

think you c

me through the rear v

t and said, "That car must not catch up with

I realised we were still in

to Park

hat followed us closely behind. It took us twenty minutes to get to the K

t had no fencing, just concrete tiled pathways to get to the front steps. The driver called for me b

oor about to say something utterly crazy. I didn't give mysel

myself. With June Kim. I was silent, thinking she should know who I was,

o me, "Wh

d me. It was no longer just the driv

rit

d crazy but it's the truth. Go to your desk. You have two job applications waiting to be sent out

a hard chest as my feet began to lift from the ground

his, Miss. My wife isn't in her right state of

ertain tone, "I don

from the premises. Verity's husband threw me inside the passenger side of the car. W

my bedroom and peeped into my eyes with a tiny torchlight. He

d, "Tell me. What's

der. That is the most likely cause of her

ait until my wife remembers who I am?!" He lost his co

ith more familiarity and les

ng to share a bed with from now on. The man who I w

nds. "I can't possibly be calm. L

t, okay? She will remember ever

show him out. The assistant's name tag pinned to the breast po

and said,

had forgotten that as well. He rushed to my side on the bed, brushi

my outburst. I didn'

scare me." I

hearing my voice. It was a way to convince hi

em for a long moment. "Something bad happened a week ag

erly confused. "I ca

ok on his face, detaching his han

him a tender look. "I want to hear the sweetest part firs

ean ma

s smile. "Sorry,

didn't take that to heart. I smiled back, anxious to hear a

c had happened, but because I wanted only the good parts, he skipped the tragedy and filte

air. It rang twice before it stopped, and it was so

time for the other

ket slung across the arm c

are you

inform the others that s

re my eyes, the closed wall rolled away, revealing an elevator behind it

shot to

ator. His eyes questioned me, and

was in. I needed to know what I was about to face with this seco

s not saf

family and friends always does the trick, rather than being s

ned eyes. "You are lucky you are my wife. No one

him from beneath my eye lids. "Take me to th

many feets, but I couldn't tell how many. When the doors slid open again, a tunnel was before us. It was

Wayan helped me climb into m

id we would crash. I was afraid of death again, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. The cart

re shaking, and my skin was pale, but I crossed t

n the side wall, I came in contact with a well-lighted and furnished w

ime case drawing board and lastly, a lounge. What alarmed me was th

Am I the

rest of a settee stood on his feet and said, "No, you are not, Ver

need to be so formal, Tyler. I

med glasses. This man crossed his legs elegantly as he sat. He was clad in a well-

shells." Tyler withdrew his steps and returned to his spo

ke his silence. "

ar, boss." Reece answered, uncrossing

rrying me along. I stood awkwardly before the two strangers. Ty

yan. He had shed off the remnant pieces of

ttack plan, boss. It starts with the Grey

eered at all of them in confusio

h and said to them, "W

as overthinking. There's no way the Suzy I know would be involved in criminal cas

s this

er his mouth. I had truly lost all of my memories and knew nothing. I

calm voice. "This is the headquarters of the Paranormal Intel

sank. "Pa

ty. As in ghosts, vampires, werew

about bursting into laughter, but the look on their faces had me thin

t was

ther side, and after a few minutes,

the feminine voi

you c

ce. I knew it like the back of my

"Took you lon

right beside me, I raised my eyes,

, stood there, looking like

really murder my sister? Was she ever really in debt? Th

rything