My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 264

Chapter 264: Quiet walk Chapter 264: Quiet walk Nina smiled faintly, blinking her tears away.

“I’ll do whatever you say,” she said excitedly.

“She won’t find out anything.” Ava was satisfied with her answer, but she didn’t fail to warn her, “Good.

If you try to double-cross us, you will face the worst consequences you can ever imagine.” “I won’t betray you, I promise.” “Take her away,” Dylan said dismissively.

Justin stepped forward, grabbing Nina by the arm and hauling her to her feet.

The rough movement made her stumble, but she didn’t resist.

Her hands were still tied, and her posture was slumped in defeat.

Justin tugged at Nina’s arm and pulled her up.

He untied her hands before dragging her out of the house.

Gianna crept silently through the shadowed edge of the property, her steps light as she moved closer to the main house.

Her pulse quickened when she spotted movement on the porch.

Pressing herself against the tall hedges that bordered the area, she peered cautiously through the foliage.

Her sharp eyes caught sight of Justin emerging from the house, gripping the arm of a woman.

The dim light made it difficult to make out the woman’s face.

‘What is he doing here?’ Gianna’s thoughts raced.

‘And who is that woman?’ She crouched lower, ensuring the dense greenery concealed her presence.

The shuffle of hurried footsteps reached her ears.

Moments later, she heard the engine roaring and the car speeding off.  Gianna held her breath, waiting until the vehicle disappeared beyond the gates.

She craned her neck to watch the taillights vanish into the distance.

‘What’s going on here?

And why would Justin come here?’ Inside the house€¦ Ava turned to Dylan, her expression thoughtful.

“Do you think she’ll keep her word?” “If she values her husband’s life and her own, she won’t have a choice.” He finally tore his gaze from the closed door and looked at her.

“Are you alright?” Ava gave a small nod, though her brow furrowed slightly.

“Erica is so cunning.

She preyed on Nina’s vulnerability.” Dylan’s eyes lingered on her as he seemed lost in his thoughts.

Ava shifted uncomfortably under the weight of his unwavering attention.

Feeling her cheeks flush, she looked away.

“What are you staring at?” Her fingers instinctively brushed her face.

“Is there something on me?” He chuckled softly.

“I was just thinking about how generous you were.

Honestly, I expected you to come down hard on her.

But instead, you promised to help her husband.” Her shoulders tensed as a wave of emotion surged within her, a shadow of grief flickering in her expression.

She hung her head down, her hand slightly brushing her tummy.

Memories surfaced unbidden, the ache of losing her unborn child lingering in her mind.

“Because I know the pain of losing the ones you love,” she murmured.

“I just wanted to help her.” She wasn’t sure if Nina’s husband’s treatment would yield the desired results.

But at least, she wanted to ensure that Nina wouldn’t carry the unbearable weight of regret and guilt that she couldn’t provide him the treatment he deserved.

Ava had been guilty as she couldn’t save her father in the past life and had ended up killing her unborn child.

She couldn’t bring herself to let Nina endure the same pain even though that very woman had hurt her, slandered her, and schemed against her.

Dylan, watching her intently, caught the tremor in her voice and the distant look in her eyes.

He didn’t need to ask to know what haunted her thoughts.

The heaviness of their past was etched in him.

Dylan, too, had lost everything in his previous life-all because of Erica and Lydia’s relentless schemes.

But this time, he wouldn’t let them succeed.

He managed a gentle smile.

“It’s not dark yet,” he said, breaking the somber silence.

“How about we take a walk?

Some fresh air might do us both good.” He tried to lighten her mood.

Maybe this would erase the distance between them.

“Alright,” Ava agreed readily.

“I want to get some fresh air and clear my mind.” Together, they rose and stepped out of the house.

Gianna crouched low behind the hedges, her eyes narrowing as she watched them disappear into the distance.

The flames of resentment licked at her resolve.

“How could you have fun with Dylan?” Hatred simmered in her chest.

“You think you can have Dylan?

He doesn’t belong to you-he never did.

He is mine.

And if I can’t have him, then no one can.” Her grip tightened around the knife hidden beneath her cloak.

Once sure they were out of sight, she crept toward the house.

Her eyes darted around the space, taking in the layout.

Multiple rooms stretched out before her.

She could easily hide in any of the rooms, and no one would notice her.

Then she would find the right time to attack Ava and finish her.

“This will do perfectly,” she muttered as she slipped into a nearby room.

She held up the knife, her reflection staring back at her from the polished steel.

“Ava, your time is up.

Tonight, you pay for taking what should have been mine.” Ava and Dylan wandered along the narrow, tree-lined path, the setting sun casting long, golden rays across the quiet suburban street.

The air was crisp, carrying a faint hint of earthiness from fallen leaves mingled with the delicate aroma of wildflowers.

As they walked side by side, their footsteps rustled the dry leaves scattered beneath their feet.

They passed rows of cozy, well-kept houses with sprawling lawns and picket fences.

Ava’s gaze wandered, taking in the tranquil beauty around her.

“This place feels like a world away from everything.

It’s so peaceful.

I’d love to spend more time here.” “Then we’ll come back often,” he promised, his hands buried in his jacket pockets.

“Imagine weekends spent here, evening walks just like this…

a life we can build together.” A subtle smile played on his lips.

Ava turned her head and looked at him.

He also looked at her and then smiled.

She smiled back at him.

They turned a corner, and a small park emerged, nestled like a hidden gem between two quiet streets.

Ava made her way to a weathered wooden bench and sat beneath an ancient oak tree.

Brushing off a light dusting of leaves, she sat down.

Dylan also joined her.

For a while, they sat in companionable silence.

Ava felt a calm settle over her, the kind of peace she had longed for-a chance to start fresh.

Though the man beside her was the same one she’d once known, he now felt different: warmer, more present, and undeniably hers.

As she turned her head to steal another glance at him, a faint smile curled her lips slightly.

She hoped this second chance in life would be nothing like her past life.

Dylan’s hand brushed hers, lingering just slightly, and she let it stay, finding solace in his presence.

“Do you ever think about what could have been?

If things had gone differently?” He broke the silence first.

“Maybe it’s time we stop thinking about what could have been,” she said softly.

“And start figuring out what still can be.”