The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back! by H. Dally

hapter 8 "Your your daughter?" Thalassa blinked, staring at the woman with her brows furrowed in confusion. Ma'am, are you looking for your daughter? Is that why you're wandering alone?" But her questions seemed to fall on deaf ears. The woman began running her hands all over her-her face, her arms, her hair.

"It's you. It's really you. Oh, thank you, God. I knew you would bring her to me." Thalassa was increasingly weirded out by the woman's touches, but that was the least important thing right now. She needed to call the police to take the kidnapper away.

She endured the old lady's odd touches as she pulled out her phone, but before she could dial 911, the kidnapper suddenly jerked up from the ground with a groan.

Thalassa immediately pulled the old lady behind her, posing defensively as she narrowed her eyes at the man "I called the police while you were passed out. They're going to be here any moment, so you don't have time," she warned.

She fisted her hands, expecting the man to attack her, but to her shock, he simply glared at her before running to his car and speeding off.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Thalassa turned to the old lady again. "Ma'am, he's gone now. Are you alright?" But the near-kidnapping experience seemed to be the last thing on the woman's mind as she continued caressing Thalassa's face, tears streaming down her wrinkled cheeks.

"My darling. You cback." Thalassa sighed. "Ma'am, what's your name? I think you're mistaken. I'm not your daughter. I'm not Agnes, but I can help you find her if you givesdetails. Where were you going? Where do you live? I can order a ride to take you home." All of her questions went unanswered as the woman continued with her strange behavior.

Thalassa was getting agitated. The streets were dark and quiet, so it was dangerous to be out here. Besides, the kidnapper could return to hurt them.

If she had somewhere to live, she would have taken the woman hwith her.

"Ma'am, please givesomething. Tellwhere you live so I can take you hsafely," Thalassa pleaded Right then, a shiny silver Porsche screeched to a halt beside them. Thalassa stiffened when a man suddenly got out and rushed toward them, but she calmed down, seeing the concern on the man's face. "Granny! You're here! Why did you leave without telling anyone? Oh God, you got all of us so worried. Don't do that again," he chastised in a calm but stern voice as he pulled the old woman into a hug.

Zeke, look, I found her. She cback!” the old lady said excitedly when she pulled out of the hug. When the man turned to Thalassa, she expected him to ask what happened, but his words shocked her. "What did you do to my grandma? Why is she crying? His gaze was as cold as his tone, catching her off guard with his anger " didn't-" she tried to say, but the man out her off Tesgo, "Don't deny it. My grandma wouldn't cry for no reason He turned to his grandmother Ters go, Grandma" "Yes. Agnes is coming with us, right?" Giving Thalassa one last glare, the man led his grandma to his car while she protested and insisted that Agnes' should calong Thalassa was left completely floored. The man didn't even bother to ask her what happened but instantly jumped to conclusions. What an arrogant prick After a minute of fuming, she remembered how quiet and dangerous the streets were. She needed to get a place to sleep tonight. Otherwise, she would have to sleep outside Her heart squeezed. Just a week ago, she had somewhere to sleep, even if it was a cold bed lacking the warmth of her husband.

Ex-husband Gritting her teeth, Thalassa continued walking. She knew that no respectable hotel would give her a room, so she ended up going to a motel that wasn't even listed on the internet.

The people around gave her judgmental stares, but at least they didn't refuse to give her a room. Once she was inside the tiny motel room that smelled of things she couldn't even describe, she lay on the bed to think Tomorrow, she was going to search for an apartment. She'd been shot down by the Miller family, but sh wasn't going to stay down.

She wasn't going to allow them to win. That was her last thought before sleep took her.

The next day, she set off in her search for an apartment, but by the tshe returned to the motel in the evening, che felt dejected.

Nobody wanted to rent their apartment to her. Even with the ones she had booked beforehand, as soon as they saw her, they would tell her that they had already given the apartment to someone else But Thalassa knew this wasn't just a coincidence. There was someone behind pulling the strings. That person wanted to drive her out of the city.

Linda, Karen or Kris.

A knock on the door jolted her out of her thoughts. Thalassa got up to open it, thinking it was the motel owner, but her brow raised in surprise as she stared at Zeke, the grandson of the old lady she'd helped last night. The one who had been nude to her.

You? What are you doing here?" Why was he here? How did he even know where she lived? Chapter 8 He had accused her of making his grandma cry. Was that why he was here? To hurt her? Thalassa's hands immediately balled into fists, her eyes narrowing. There was no security whatsoever the motel.

If this man attacked her, then nobody was going to help her.