Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 72 BLAIRE We remained silent for the rest of our trip. A lot has changed around the city in the last six years. A few restaurants that | used to go to were replaced with new establishments. | felt nostalgic as we passed by sfamiliar streets. The furrow on my forehead becomes deeper as we continue to take the familiar path.

| straighten my back and pay close attention outside. It may have been six years since the last tI've been here, but | know this way pretty well. It’s like this path was already carved in my memory.

“Ahmm, excuse me, where are we going?” | asked Brad. Though we are taking the spath that I'm too familiar with, there's still a big chance that | might be wrong.

“We're going to Mr. Foster's house, Miss Banks,” he answered.

“Where is his house exactly?” | asked again. But this time, he didn’t answer. My suspicion intensified when | spotted the enormous gate, visible even from a distance as we approached the house. “You've got to be kidding me...” | whispered to myself when | finally confirmed what I'd been thinking since we started taking that familiar route, I'm not entirely sure what to feel as we slowly approach the gate. Brad broughtto the house where Sebastian and | used to stay when we were still married.

Don’t tellthis is where he brought Blaze? What the hell was he thinking? “We're here, Miss Blaire,” Brad announced.

| took a deep breath before | stepped out of the car. Each step brought back sfamiliar feelings that I've been avoiding for as long as | can remember. It also brought back memories that I've been trying so hard to forget.

My heart was racing as | slowly approached the entrance of the mansion. A lot of things are going on inside my head, but | need to keep my head clear. I'm here to get my son, not to have a trip down memory lane.

“Mommy!” A loud, squeaky voice pulledout of reverie. “Is this our new house? | like it! | have a lot of toys, and | have my own room!” Blaze said it excitedly.

| couldn’t bear to ruin his happiness right now. I've kept him away from the world and the truth about his dad for a long time. | thought | could give him everything he needed with just my love, But now, seeing how excited he is about things he’s never had before, | wonder if | made the right choices.

I've kept him from enjoying simple kid stuff to protect him from the truth. But now, [11] [e] 0070%0 Chapter 72 seeing him want things he’s missed out on, | worry I've done more harm than good. Maybe, by trying to protect him, I've actually stopped him from being happy and having the things he deserves.

I'm torn about my decisions. Is it selfish to keep him in the dark? | was pulled away from my deep thoughts when | heard Sylvia’s voice. “I'm sorry, Blaire.

| tried to call, but your husband grabbed my phone before | could even dial your number,” Sylvia whispered, trying hard not to let Blaze hear what we were talking about.

Despite what happened, I'm glad that Sebastian brought Sylvia with them. At least I'm relieved that my son was in good hands when he picked him up from the hospital.

“Ex-husband, Sylvia. He's already my ex-husband,” | corrected her, lowering my voice as much as possible. “It’s okay. | understand. To be honest, I'm glad that you're with him.” Blaze switches his eyes in between us as if trying to comprehend what we were saying.

“Did he say anything to Blaze?” | asked Sylvia.

“I never let Blaze out of my sight since we got here,” she replied.

| was relieved to know that Sebastian hasn't said anything to Blaze. I'm glad that despite everything that happened, it seems like he’s still givingthe courtesy of telling Blaze everything. He may be a child, but I'm sure he already has so many questions in his head because of the changes that rapidly happened right before his eyes.

“Mommy, is this our new house? | missed my friend back home, but I kind of liked it here. | can just call my friends if | missed them, right?” | kneeled in front of him until my eyes leveled with his. | gently caress his chubby cheeks. “Honey, we can’t stay here. We need to leave. Let's go.” His shoulder quickly slumped, and he pouted his mouth in disappointment, but | didn’t hear anything from him aside from his loud sigh. | know my son. Even if he doesn’t agree with what | said, | wouldn't hear any objections coming from him, which makes it more difficult for me.

“Okay, mommy.” | grabbed his hand and gently pulled him towards the door. But we hadn't even stepped out of the door when Brad blocked our way.

“I'm sorry, Miss Blaire. But | can’t let you leave without Mr. Foster's approval.” I roll my eyes. Of course, it won't be that easy. “Fine. Where is he?” “He's upstairs, Miss Blaire,” he answered.

[I [e] < 10:13 Fr 16 Feb G G Chapter 72 9X 9708 “Can | play with the toys until we leave?” Blaze asked with hope in his eyes. It was evident that he wanted to cherish the few moments he had left to play with all those expensive toys “Of course, honey.” | replied as | forced a smile on my face. He still looked disappointed, but | can see that he’s trying his best not to show it. | need to get him out of here as soon as possible.

“Please look after Blaze while I talk to him.” “Sure. Blaire. We'll be here when you need us she said before going back to attend to Blaze. They were in the living room. surrounded by all the expensive toys, which | asscfrom Sebastian.

| took a glance over at Blaze, who was busy playing, before | went up the stairs. | assthat Sebastian was in his office, where he usually stays, so that’s where | was planning to go.

As | walked along the stairs. | couldn’t help but notice how nothing had changed around the house. Aside from our wedding photo that used to hang on the wall at the end of the staircase, everything stays the same. It was exactly how I left it.

My heart was racing as soon as | reached the second floor. | stared at the door located at the end of the hallway.

| took a deep breath before | walked towards it. It took stbefore | finally had the courage to knock on the door. | knocked a few times, but | didn’t get a response. | was about to knock once again when | heard a familiar voice.

“Blaire, is that you? | turned around and found Candice with her mouth wide open and her eyes widening in shock upon seeing me.

“Hi. Candice.’ | greeted.

“Oh, my gosh!” she squealed excitedly before running towardsand embracingin a tight hug. “I missed you so much! | can’t believe you're here!” “It’s nice to see you again. Candice.

“Wait, are you back for good?” she curiously asked.

“No, | chere to talk to Sebastian.” I replied.

“Now, that’s disappointing. | thought you and Sir Sebastian finally patched things up.” she said.

“Mommy, look what | made!” | heard Blaze’s voice downstairs as he raised the boat he made from the Lego pieces that he got.

| peeked over the railings to get a good look at what he was doing before [e] Fri, 16 Feb Chapter 72 70% complimenting him. “That looks great.” | turned my head back to Candice, and | found her staring as her jaw dropped in surprise.

“He’s your son? That means...” She didn’t manage to finish what she’s about to say her surprise.

due to “I need to talk to Sebastian. Where is he? Is he in his office?” | asked her, trying to avoid the topic.

“He's in his room,” she said.

“Oh, okay. I'll just wait for him here.” “That might take a while. His room has somehow bechis office since you left.” | frowned. “Was he staying here?” She shrugged her shoulders. “Occas sionally. He maintains the house but doesn’t stay here regularly.” “Where does he stay, then?” | can’t help my curiosity.

“I think he bought another house. But | heard he mostly stays at his office penthouse,” she said. | was just about to ask her one more question, but she interruptedabruptly. “I'd love to chat more with you, but I've got a ton of stuff to take care of in the kitchen. Sir Sebastian wants us to get everything ready for sguests, which I'm guessing includes you and your son,” she explained. “I'll talk to you again later.” I smiled. “Sure.” She proceeded downstairs to attend to her tasks, leavingalone in the lengthy corridor, my gaze fixed on the door of Sebastian's room, which coincidentally was the very room we once shared.

Currently, | have limited options. | could either return downstairs and wait for him. there, or | could summon the courage to knock on the door before me. However, | hesitate to confront Sebastian with my son by my side. | must first clarify matters with him privately before broaching the inevitable conversation. It’s crucial forto understand his intentions before divulging the truth to Blaze.

Gathering all my strength, | braced myself before tapping on his door. Silence greetedfrom within after a few minutes. | attempted another knock, yet the response remained unchanged.

| was about to walk away when | heard his deep baritone voice. “Cin,” he said from the inside.

| took a deep breath before | pushed the door open. “Holy fck!” | cursed loudly when | 10:13 Fri, 16 Feb u G.

Chapter 72 found Sebastian, who, Your sign-in rewar. Cto claim your free coins.

aring nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist.

“There's nothing here that you haven't seen before,” he teased.

“Could you please put sclothes on? | need to have a conversation with you!” | snapped, hastily averting my gaze. | didn’t mean to feign innocence; rather, | aimed to steer clear of the temptation looming before me. My vulnerability in his presence was all too familiar, and | refused to let him exploit it for his own gain.

“I'm decent; you can look now,” he said.

When | removed my hand from my eyes, he’s already wearing a white fitted shirt that hugged every muscle in his body. He paired it with grey sweatpants. A bulge in between. his legs was visibly noticeable. I'm not sure whether he’s not aware of it or if he’s doing it on purpose.

“What do you want, Sebastian?” | asked when he'd finally been decent.

“I want my son,” he replied bluntly.

“You know that’s out of the question.” “Well, you askeda question, and | gave you an answer, Blaire. I'm not sure what you want from me.” “We had a deal, Sebastian. You promisedyou would releaseand never troubleagain after those three days that we agreed upon.” | reminded him of our agreement on the island.

“Yes, I'm well aware of that. And | have every intention of fulfilling my end of the bargain.” | furrowed my brow in confusion. “How does taking my son hostage align with your commitment to our agreement?” “I agreed to let you go, Blaire. But my son wasn’t part of our deal. | want to be a part of his life, and he’s going to stay withwhether you like it or not. You are welcto stay with us if you want,” he said with a smirk playing on his lips.