A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 154

"You’re quiet all of a sudden," she said, her head tilting slightly as she studied me. "What’s going on in that head of yours?"

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Nothing bad, I promise."

"That doesn’t sound convincing." She narrowed her eyes playfully. "You’re not plotting something, are you?"

"Me? Plotting?" I raised a hand to my chest in mock offense. "Would I do that?"

"Yes." She laughed again, the sound lighter this time. "You absolutely would."

I smiled at her, but the thought remained. Even if she decided she didn’t want me back, I wanted her to have a place that felt like home, somewhere she and the kids could be together without looking over their shoulders. A place where we could all come together—just the four of us.

After dropping Raina off at work, I pulled into the driveway of my office building, I dialed my agent. I needed answers. "Anything new with Nathan? Anyone tailing Raina?" I asked, my fingers tapping against the steering wheel, impatience growing in my chest.

His voice crackled through the phone. "Negative. All clear on both ends."

A sigh of relief left me, but it didn’t last long. Nathan... Where the hell was he? He surely heard about Adelaide’s arrest. Nathan’s disappearance couldn’t just be a coincidence; it was far too suspicious that it reeked of guilt of a crime. But how the hell could he have vanished so cleanly?

I leaned back in my seat, frustration gnawing at me. The weight of it all pressed in, suffocating. Not wanting to face my mother’s glare or my sister’s worry, I made a snap decision. I wasn’t going home tonight. I dialed Raina’s number.

“Hey,” I said when she picked up, keeping my tone light. "Anything you want? I’m grabbing something on the way over."

Just as I took a bite, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen. It was my agent again.

I gave Raina a look, excusing myself with a quick tilt of my head. “One second.”

I answered the call, my heart already picking up speed. “What is it?”

“Bad news,” the agent said. “Eliza’s escaped from prison.”

My blood ran cold. "How? When?"