THE CONTRACT WIFE: A ONE NIGHT STAND BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE

CHAPTER 67 – Zara’s POV

It seemed like the glass I was holding slipped from my hand, and it shattered, cutting me in the process. The pain stung, a physical representation of the emotional turmoil I was going through.

I was in the kitchen, cooking breakfast while Lucas and our son haven’t come down yet. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by an inexplicable nervousness, and that’s why I dropped the glass and got injured.

Lucas quickly approached me, seeing my bleeding hands, and scolded me, “You need to be more careful, my dear!”

“I don’t know, I just suddenly got really nervous! That’s why I dropped the glass. I’m sorry! Please don’t be angry,” I said, feeling overwhelmed.

He sighed with defeat in his voice, “Alright, just be careful next time, okay? Don’t make me worry!”

Then we decided to call Enrique, but the maid informed us that he was not in his room. Panic started to set in, and my phone rang from an anonymous number. Trembling, I answered the call.

“Hello!” I said.

“Hello, love…” The voice was familiar, and it wasn’t on speakerphone.

“Nick! You’re shameless! What did you do?” I asked angrily.

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I couldn’t believe the audacity of Nick. When will he stop his madness? He’s delusional because of what he did and is doing. Even now, my son is being used to manipulate me!

I swore that he must have done something to my son. I was ready to fight him and seek revenge. I couldn’t fathom how he still had such a hold on my life. Why would an innocent person get hurt because of him again?

I cannot forgive Nick, nor can I forgive myself if something happens to Enrique. I cannot bear to see my son suffer because of a situation that started because of me.

I was still in the living room, crying, while Lucas tried to calm me down and made some calls to his associates. We received a text message with an address-a location in an abandoned house near Clayland. I still couldn’t believe that Nick could sink this low. Love can be so destructive if not handled properly. It’s like a disease that eats away at your soul, like madness.

If Nick had confessed to me and I had properly rejected him, perhaps he could have found someone who was better for him. Instead, he imprisoned himself within me.

My heart ached as I thought about how my many dreams were on the verge of being destroyed. I wasn’t prepared for this kind of twist and turn. Love was proving to be too lethal if not handled right.

Lucas and I were both trapped in this situation, with conflicting interests of saving our son and ensuring our own safety. Nick was smart, and his mind was filled with darkness. He was hard to read, and I couldn’t predict his actions.

Lucas tried to reassure me, but deep down, even he wasn’t sure of the outcome. We were both hoping for the best, but the situation was uncertain. There could be trouble, there could be tragedy, but I hoped that I could change the course of events early. If only I could control time and alter the present.

As night fell, we prepared ourselves for the dangerous encounter. Surrounding the abandoned house were police, military personnel, hired guards, and rescuers, all with the support of Blackwood.

When we arrived at the scene, my heart pounded with nervousness. My son was tied to a chair, and next to him was his godfather. Anger surged through me as I saw my son crying, his mouth taped and treated like an animal.

I couldn’t contain my emotions any longer. I vented my frustration at Nick, expressing my deep anger and disappointment at his actions. He had manipulated me, taken advantage of me, and made me believe that we were married, all while keeping me isolated from my family and drugging me to stop my healing and memory recovery. His actions were deplorable.

He claimed it was because he loved me and couldn’t bear the thought of me being with someone else. He believed that I was meant to be with him, that I was his.

But his love was nothing but a plague-a destructive force that had robbed me of my rights to love my children, Ava and Enrique. Now he was trying to take Enrique away from me as well. I couldn’t stand it any longer, and my anger overflowed.

I couldn’t take Nick’s madness any more. I walked towards him, pretending to be calm, but my heart was pounding with fear.

“Let go of that, Nick… I’m ready to go. Don’t point that gun, or I’ll kill myself!”

His gun wavered, and he seemed to laugh maniacally. “Come with me, and we will exchange your child. Zara, you will come with me. We will be a family, far away!”

His eyes looked bloodshot, and he appeared different from the Nick I once knew. Panic began to rise within me, and I acted quickly. I hugged him, pretending to be cooperative, and injected him with a sleeping drug. He looked dazed, and his staff fell as well.

I stood surrounded by those in charge, and the situation was finally under control. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that Nick’s darkness was still lurking somewhere, ready to resurface.

“Z-Zara…” he mumbled, and I felt a mix of relief and sadness.

This wasn’t the end; the aftermath of this confrontation would be a whole new challenge to face.

“Zara, please forgive me! I only did it because I love you so much!”

“No, you don’t love me, Nick. You are obsessed with me!”