Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband (by Ammund) novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

OLIVIA’S POV

The moment I stepped off the plane, I started feeling dizzy. My feet felt heavy, and the floor seemed to sway beneath me like I was still midair. I blinked a few times, trying to get a grip on myself, but the fatigue from the long flight, the stress of the past few days, and my pregnancy were all catching up to me

at once.

“You okay, sweetheart?” my mom asked softly, her voice still weak from everything she had endured.

“I think I just need a minute,” I mumbled, pressing a hand to my temple as we walked through the busy airport corridor toward the waiting area.

Julian was just ahead of us, using Damian’s phone to call our father. From what I overheard, Dad had insisted on picking us up himself. That only made my nerves spike even more. I’d spoken to him over the phone–his voice had always been kind and calm, full of an emotion I hadn’t understood until recently. But meeting him in person? That was a whole new level of overwhelming.

My palms were sweaty, and my heart thudded in my chest like a drum. This was it. First, I found my mom… and now, I was about to meet the man who had given me half of my identity, the man who never stopped looking for me. My father.

We waited for only a few minutes before a soft chime came from the airport speaker system.

“Mr. Julian Blake, please come to the front.”

A female voice echoed clearly, making all of us glance toward the direction it came from.

“I guess that’s our cue,” Julian said, standing and gently helping Mom to her feet. Her resilience amazed me.

We made our way slowly to the area the voice had directed us to. As we turned the corner, my eyes landed on a tall man seated on a bench, dressed in a tailored navy suit. Even from behind, he brought confidence and authority. Two armed men in black suits stood nearby, alert and watchful. Something

about the scene told me–that was him.

“Father,” Julian called out as we approached.

The man stood up immediately, adjusting his tie with a mix of precision and urgency. He turned, his eyes falling on Julian, and a broad smile broke

across his face.

“Julian,” he said, stepping forward and pulling him into a strong hug. “Did you grow taller? Dios mío, it’s so good to see you again, son.”

Their moment was warm and heartfelt, and I watched with a lump in my throat. But as soon as his gaze shifted and fell on our mother–frail, bruised, barely standing–his entire demeanor changed.

“What is this?” he asked, voice low with concern. “Mi amor… what happened to you?”

My mom smiled, wrapping her arms around him as best she could. “I thought I’d never see you again,” she whispered.

“You thought what?” he repeated, pulling back to look at her properly. “Why would you think something like that? Who did this to you? Tell me what happened.”

“I’ll tell you everything when we get home,” she said softly, brushing her fingers against his cheek. “Right now, I need a hot bath and a little rest.”

He started to object, the worry in his voice rising, but I stepped forward, swallowing the lump in my throat.

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Then, gently, he took my hand in both of his, raised it to his lips, and kissed it. Before I could even open my routh to speak, ha culled ma ata 4 vario tight hug. His arms wrapped around me like a protective shield,

fault. I’m not even holding it in my heart anymore. I’ve

I tried to speak, but I couldn’t. The lump in my throat made words impossible. I was too little to remember much about my family when everything fell apart, but every time I got close to them–my mom, Julian, and now my dad–it was like something in my soul recognized them. Like I was returning to a place I belonged.

“I know you all owe me some explaining,” he added with a gentle smile, “but let’s get you find out what happened”

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