Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 311

Chapter 311

Lila looked up from her dollhouse, her dark eyes seriaus. Daddy, are you going to make Mommy tad again?”

The question hung in the air like a blade. Julian’s face went white, and I saw his hands clench in the hospital sheets.

“No, sweetheart,” he whispered. “Daddy’s going to try very hard not to make Mommy sad anymore.”

By noon, Lila was thoroughly engrossed in her new dollhouse, arranging and rearranging the tiny furniture with intense concentration. Julian had fallen back asleep, his pain medication pulling him under, and I’d decided to make a quick run to get us some decent food.

As I gathered my jacket, I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching me. I’d noticed it yesterday too-a man in scrubs who seemed to linger near Julian’s room longer than necessary, a woman in the elevator who’d gotten off at our floor but never seemed to visit anyone.

‘I’ll be back in twenty minutes, I told Sophia, who’d returned that morning with coffee and pastries. “Can you watch her?”

“Of course.” Sophia squeezed my hand, then lowered her voice. “Elena, I’ve seen how he looks at you. He’s different. Scared, but different.”

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I nodded, not trusting myself to speak, and slipped out of the hospital.

The fresh air felt good after so many hours in the recycled hospital atmosphere. I was thinking about Julian’s kiss-which I absolutely should not have enjoyed-when rough hands grabbed me from behind.

“Don’t scream,” a low voice growled in my ear.

I tried to twist away, but there were too many of them. Three men, all built like linebackers, surrounding me before I could even think to run. One of them had a van pulled up to the curb, door already open.

Lila. The thought hit me like a physical blow. She was waiting for me to come back. Julian was unconscious, vulnerable.

“Get in,” another one ordered.

“No-let me go!” I struggled, but they were too strong. They lifted me bodily and shoved me into the van.

My phone-Julian’s gift, still in my jacket pocket. I managed to slip it out as they forced me into a seat, hiding it in the space between the seat cushions. If I couldn’t escape, at least there was a chance Julian could track me.

“Who are you?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. “What do you want?”

Silence. The men didn’t even look at me, their expressions blank and professional. This wasn’t random-this was planned. Someone had been watching. waiting for the perfect moment.

Fear spiked through me, but i forced it down. I couldn’t afford to panic. Not when Lila was waiting for me to come back.

The drive felt endless. We left the city behind, heading into increasingly rural areas. Mountains rose in the distance, and the roads became narrower, more isolated. I tried to memorize landmarks, anything that might help if I got the chance to escape.

Finally, we pulled up to a sprawling estate-all stone and glass, set against the mountainside like something out of a movie. Beautiful and terrifying in equal

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Chapter 311

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They pulled me out of the van, their grips firm but not brutal. I was shaking now, unable to stop it.

Who would do this? Victoria was in custody. Nancy was arrested. Who else wanted to hurt me? And then a terrible thought crept in-what if this wasn’t about hurting me at all? What if someone wanted to use me to get to Julian?

They led me through an ornate foyer and into what looked like a study. Leather-bound beaks lined the walls, and a fire crackled in the massive fireplace despite the mild weather.

And there, sitting in a high-backed chair like some kind of villain from a thriller, was Alexander.

‘Alexander?’ The word came out strangled. “What-why are you—”

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