Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

His expression softened. I understand, Mrs. Sterling. But it’s not safe out here alone in the dark.”

“Could you just… walk with me for a few minutes? Just around the garden?” I gestured toward the hedge-lined path. “Then I promise I’ll go back inside.”

He looked torn, then nodded. “Alright. But just a quick walk.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

We walked together toward the garden. I kept up a stream of nervous chatter-about the baby, about not being able to sleep, about how beautiful the night air was.

When we reached the hedge, I paused. “Actually, I think I left my phone on the bench over there. Could you grab it for me? I don’t want to walk on the wet grass in these shoes.”

He glanced at the bench-barely visible in the darkness, about twenty feet away.

“Of course. Wait here.”

The moment he turned away, I moved.

Silent. Fast.

Behind the hedge. Through the gap I’d spotted earlier.

To the side gate.

I heard him call out behind me. “Mrs. Sterling? I don’t see a phone-Mrs. Sterling?”

But I was already through the gate. Already in the abandoned yard.

His voice faded as I ran through the overgrown grass.

“Mrs. Sterling? Mrs. Sterling!”

I didn’t stop.

Found the street. Empty. Dark.

Pulled out my phone with shaking hands.

Called an Uber.

“Come on come on come on-

Driver found. Arriving in 3 minutes.

Thank God.

Time to the corner. Out of sight from the villa.

My phone buzzed Julian.

[Please. Let’s talk when you wake up. I’m sorry.]

I stared at it.

Part of me wanted to respond. To say I’m sorry too. Come back. Hold me.

But I couldn’t.

Not after what he said.

I don’t know if I want this baby.

Those words. They’d split something inside me. Something that might never heal.

I deleted the message.

The Uber pulled up. Gray Honda. Middle-aged driver.

“JFK Airport,” I said, climbing in. “And can you take the back roads? I’m… trying to avoid traffic,”

Lie. But he didn’t need to know that.

He nodded. Started driving.

I pressed my forehead against the cold window. Watched the mansion disappear behind us.

Mom’s in Florida. Warm beaches. Palm trees. Far from here.

Far from Julian.

Far from the doctors who’d tell me my baby might be defective.”

“Hey sweetheart.” His breath reeked of cigarettes and something worse. “Going somewhere?”

I tried to scream.

A hand clamped over my mouth.

“Quiet.” Another voice. Rough. Mean. “We don’t want to hurt you.”

“Yet, the third one added. Laughed.

I bit down. Hard.

Tasted blood.

“Fuck! Bitch bit me

I kicked. Connected with something soft.

I scrambled out the other side of the car.

Run, Run. RUN-

Strong arms grabbed me from behind.

Lifted me off my feet.

‘Feisty. I like that.”

No. No no no-

I thrashed. Clawed at his arms.

“Someone said you were pregnant.” His mouth was right by my ear. Hot. Disgusting. “Shame. You got a nice body.”

Oh God.

“Let me GO-*

“Boss said make it look like an accident. Another voice. “Rough her up. Make her lose the kid.”