The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife novel Chapter 204

Ex–Wife

Chapter 204: Refuge in the Fishing Village

Angels Poy

guided Aria and Ithan into our rented toom in the small Mediterrean fishing village inn. The place was humble—damp stains on walls, air thick with fish and milder.

It smells funny bein, Aria whispered, clutching her brother’s hand-

My children huddled on a threadbare sola, their faces shadowed with uncertainty.

“Sweethearts, we only need to stay here for a few days,” I assured them, “Just until we can go

David’s cash wouldn’t last long–certainly not enough for three tickets to New York. This hidden corner of the village was our safest option; Christopher’s men would search tourist resorts first.

The innkeeper delivered our dinner–local bread, cheese, and steaming fish soup.

“You children are so well–behaved,” she remarked. “Our conditians are

Thank you for your kindness,” I replied,

are simple, but the food is homemade.”

you tourists?” she asked, her gaze curious. “We don’t get many staying in the village.”

aquely. “Well on

only be here a few days.”

“Just passing through,” I answered vaguely.

“Lock your door at night, she advised. “The village is safe, but better to be careful.”

“Is there a telephone I could use?” I asked.

“Of course.

We have one at the front d

desk th

that guests can use.

After she left, I secured the door with both the lock and a chair.

“Let’s eat,” I said, distributing the food. “When we get home, I’ll cook you a proper dinner.”

“Thank you, Mommy,” they chorused, their well–mannered responses nearly breaking my heart.

I barely touched my food while the children ate well.

I’m finished.” Ethan s said, wiping his mouth.

“Me too,” Aria added.

I gathered my bag and checked the remaining cash. “Let’s go downstairs to use the phone.”

“Stay close to me,” I cautioned at the d

doorway.

As we descended the staircase, I froze. Several men in dark suits entered through the front door–their polished appearance jarr out of place in this rustic village.

I pulled the children back upstairs, my heart racing. The men approached the front desk, and after a brief exchange, the innkeeper pointed toward the upper floor.

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Just before stepping outside, Ldapted to the front deck and quickly dialed Sophies number on

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In answer, hanging up hi

The innkeeper emerged, looking confused. “Signiora? Is something

But we were already gone, vanishing into the twilight.

to linger. I could only hope Sophie would recognize this in my

We hurried through the villages narrow streets, which were now filling with locals and tourists heading to dinner.

Lehatched the children’s hands tightly as we moved, desperate to find another safe place to hide now that the inn had been compromised,

No more hotels or inns, I thought grimly. Christopher’s reach extended even here. Had my call gone through? Would Sophie understand when no one spoke?

“Mommy, where are we going now?” Ithan whispered.

I surveyed the village with its weathered buildings and fishing boats, suddenly at a loss.

A tavern ahead blazed with warm light and laughter. After a moments besitation, I steered the children inside.

The space was packed with fishermen and tourists–perfect cover,

“We’ll rest here for a bit,” I told the children. “Look, they have snacks

In truth, I was buying time, desperately hoping Sophie had received my call attempt. With two children, our options were severely limited.

From our corner table, I noticed a young woman finishing a phone call.

“Dad, I’m perfectly safe in this village,” she was saying. “I won’t be back at the hotel until tomorrow.”

I approached her. “Excuse me, could I borrow your phone? It’s an emergency.

She eyed me suspiciously. “Why? There’s a public phone in the village

Arja stepped forward, taking the woman’s hand. “My mommy lost her phone,” she said, her eyes wide and pleading. “We’re stuck here and need to call our friends to help us.”