All Chapters of Fractured Hearts: He Left Me, Now He Wants Me Back: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Alexander’s POVI knew I was allowing rage to cloud my judgment. I knew it but I could not bring myself to care.Someone had threatened my wife inside my private jet. Someone had infiltrated both my company and Charlotte’s company. Someone had hacked our systems, blackmailed Charlotte, and now dared to order her to divorce me.That was no longer business. That was war!!!As soon as we entered the plane, Charlotte hurried after me. “Alexander, please calm down.”I ignored her. “Alexander.”“Not now, Charlotte.”Her hand caught my arm. “You’re angry. I understand that. But you need to think clearly.”I turned toward her. “And what happens if I think clearly and discover the same thing I already know?”“What?”“That someone just threatened my wife.” My voice echoed through the cabin with several crew members visibly stiffened.Charlotte sighed before saying. “I am not saying you should ignore it.”“Then stop asking me to calm down.” I snapped and walked away before she could answer.“Get

Charlotte’s POVI walked briskly beside my secretary as she followed me down the hallway towards my office. The poor woman was struggling to keep up with my pace while balancing a tablet and a stack of documents in her hands.“Mrs. Voss, the officers from the Standards Agency arrived twenty minutes ago,” she informed me nervously. “They’re currently waiting in your office.”I stopped abruptly. “In my office?” I repeated.“Yes, ma’am.”I closed my eyes briefly. Of course… It's one problem after another.“And what else?” I asked.“The marketing department finished the draft of the counter campaign. It’s a film-style advertisement. They believe it will help repair the company’s image and reassure the public.”That was the first pleasant thing I’d heard all day. “Good.”I resumed walking. “Very good. At least somebody around here is giving me positive updates.”She managed a small smile. “The team worked overnight on it.”“I’ll commend them personally later.”By the time we reached my off

Alexander’s POVIt was nine in the evening when I quietly slipped out of my own house.Charlotte had already retired to the bedroom after another emotionally exhausting day. Although we’d had dinner together and exchanged a few words, things still felt heavy between us. The problem wasn’t that we didn’t love each other. If anything, I loved her too much.Maybe that was why the thought of losing her terrified me.I drove myself to a bar downtown where Malcolm and Dexter were already waiting.Neither of them were close friends. I didn’t really have close friends. I had acquaintances. People I had known for years. Men I’d made deals with, competed against, and occasionally drank with when life became too unbearable.Malcolm raised his glass when I arrived. “Alexander Voss himself.”Dexter chuckled. “About time. We thought your wife had chained you to the house.”I forced a smile. “Something like that.”We ordered drinks and sat in one of the private lounges. The first hour passed with th

Alexander’s POVSadness tore me apart as I listened to John, my contact from the police force, on the phone.“I’m sorry, Mr Alex,” he said quietly. “There is still no sign of Mrs Charlotte. But we haven’t stopped looking. We’ll find her.”I laughed bitterly. “That’s what you’ve been telling me for two days.”“Mr Alex—” he tried to say but I cut him off.“I trusted you, John.”“And you still should. Missing persons cases—”“Two days!” I exploded. “It’s been two days and I don’t know if my wife is alive or dead!”John sighed before saying, “We are doing everything possible.”I hung up before he could say anything else. My knees buckled, and I sank to the floor beside the armrest.The letter… My eyes drifted to it again. Charlotte had left a letter that night before she left.I had read it so many times over the past two days that every word had become engraved into my mind.She knew! She knew what happened with Desiree.Even now, flashes of that horrible night haunted me. I remembered h

Charlotte’s POVI froze for a moment, I genuinely thought my mind was playing tricks on me.The woman standing in front of me couldn’t possibly be the same person.She couldn’t. Yet the more I stared, the more impossible it became to deny.This was my secretary! My friend. The woman I’d trusted with almost every aspect of my professional life.She scrambled to her feet the instant she saw me standing in the doorway. Her face drained of color and she looked as though she’d seen a ghost.“Charlotte—” The words barely left her mouth before she stopped.Victor, meanwhile, looked thoroughly entertained. He leaned back comfortably and laughed.A slow, mocking laugh. “Well,” he said. “This is awkward.”My entire body trembled from rage. Everything suddenly made sense.Every missing piece, every strange coincidence? Every breach in my company’s security, every leak, every confidential file and every attack.I looked at my secretary. “No.” My voice cracked. “No… no, tell me I’m wrong.”She lo