Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365

“Yes, Miss Cruz. Mr. Reynolds was quite clear about his instructions.”

I closed my eyes and counted to ten, trying to block out the sound of construction. “That’s not necessary. I’ll be fine on my own

“I’m afraid I must insist. Mr. Reynolds was very specific.”

Of course he was. Because Lucas didn’t do anything halfway. If he was going to imprison me, he was going to make damn sure I had

a warden watching my every move.

I shoved my chair back and stood abruptly. “I need some air.”

“Of course. Though we should wait until the workers finish with the garden area.”

Even my outdoor space was being systematically neutered.

4.9

An hour later, Margaret finally allowed me outside. The autumn gardens should have been beautiful, but all I could see were the

guards. Six of them now, stationed at regular intervals around the perimeter, their eyes constantly scanning.

Margaret gestured toward a stone bench beneath an oak tree. “The sunlight and fresh air are excellent for reducing stress. Very good.

for the baby’s development.”

I almost laughed. Stress reduction. As if a little vitamin D could fix the fact that I was being held prisoner by the father of my

unborn child.

But I sat anyway, because what else was I going to do? Run? With six guards and Margaret watching my every move? Even if I

somehow made it past them, where would I go? Lucas had made it brutally clear what would happen to my parents if I tried to

leave.

I pulled out my phone, my fingers hovering over the keyboard.

I should call someone. A lawyer. The police. Someone who could help me escape this nightmare.

But what would I even say? That my billionaire ex–boyfriend had gotten me pregnant and was now keeping me in a mansion against

my will? They’d think I was lying. Or crazy. And even if they believed me, Lucas would make one phone call, and my parents would

be in handcuffs within the hour.

I opened WhatsApp instead, my thumb hovering over Lucas’s name. I’d sworn I wouldn’t beg him again. But if there was even the

smallest chance I could make him see reason about my parents, I had to try.

I typed quickly, before I could second–guess myself.

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[What I said last night was true. My parents had nothing to do with your family’s bankruptcy. Please. Just investigate it. That’s/all

I’m asking.]

I hit send and watched the message turn to double check marks. Read. But no response came.

I shoved the phone back into my pocket and stared out at the gardens, at the guards, at the high stone walls that surrounded this

beautiful prison.

“How long are you planning to follow me around?” I asked, not bothering to hide the edge in my voice.

“As long as Mr. Reynolds deems it necessary, Miss Cruz.”

I laughed bitterly. “So what, the next six months? You’re just going to shadow me every second of every day?”

“If that’s what’s required to keep you and the baby safe, then yes.”

Safe. There was that word again, twisted beyond all recognition.

I stood abruptly, ignoring the way Margaret tensed. “I want to go back inside.”

She followed me back through the French doors, up the now–padded stairs, down the foam–wrapped hallway. I could hear the

workers still at work above us, the steady rhythm of their modifications a constant reminder that my world was being reshaped

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