Breaking Free from the Ex-Husband novel Chapter 122

Chapter 122

It was like being suddenly pushed into a deep abyss in a dream, weightless, with an inexplicable suffocating feeling like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.

Heartbeat was racing like crazy.

But couldn’t catch my breath.

It felt like someone had a tight grip around my neck.

Heriberto was sweating profusely, eyes wide open, staring into the pitch–black darkness in front of him, feeling like he was on the brink of death.

He opened his mouth, raised his hand to touch his neck, and gasped heavily.

I don’t know how long it took, but eventually his breathing became

easier.

Touching the bedside lamp turned on, the light in front of his eyes and everything familiar, made him feel like he was back in the real world.

He sat up and glanced at the clock on the bedside table that Iris liked.

It was only a little past ten in the morning.

In other words, from taking the sleeping pills to falling asleep and then waking up, it was just less than half an hour.

How could this happen?

The sleeping pills tonight, surprisingly didn’t work.

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He looked down, saw the sweat–soaked clothes on his body, closed his eyes, tapped his forehead with his hand, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

He came out of the bathroom, grabbed a cigarette and a lighter, opened the curtains, and then went to the French window and lit a cigarette.

The night outside the window was the darkest, so thick that it couldn’t be dispersed.

Heriberto squinted, looking through the swirling blue–white smoke, at the thick darkness in the distance.

There wasn’t a single star in the sky, just like there wasn’t a glimmer in Heriberto’s eyes at that moment.

“Dear.“.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear Iris calling him.

He suddenly turned his head to look back.

There was nothing behind.

Silence is terrifying.

Only the sudden speeding up of his heartbeat.

How come there’s nothing at all?

He just heard Iris calling him just now.

But how is that possible.

Iris has been missing for six months.

It’s been six months.

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He looked for her for six months, but didn’t get any news about her at all.

In the past, Iris used to sweetly call him “dear” with a smile.

He always gave me the cold shoulder.

But only he himself knew in his heart that he enjoyed every “darling” she called out.

But he never called her “dear.”

Now, he really, really wants to hear Iris call him “dear” again.

He must have agreed to her, hugged her, kissed her, and whispered the most tender “darling” to her.

Iris, where were you?

Give me a chance, let me love you, okay?

That night, Heriberto couldn’t fall asleep anymore.

He sat by the French window, with the ashtray on the low table next to him, the cigarette butts piled up like a small mountain.

When the first ray of sunlight shone through the French window and landed on his face in the early morning, he put out the half–smoked -cigarette in his hand, picked up his phone, and made a call.

“Did you find out where Merlin and Zayden are now?” he asked in a serious tone as soon as the call connected.

After searching for a few months, there was no progress in anything.

He guessed, Merlin and Zayden were probably always where Iris was, protecting her.

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“The Knighton family has settled in Beachdell, Querada.”

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