Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Chapter 82

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Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with Catherine, my voice trembling with desperation.

“Please, Catherine, I’m begging you. Let go of my son. Do whatever you want with me; just leave my

son alone. He’s innocent. He has nothing to do with any of this.”

My heart clenched painfully as I continued, and my words choked with emotion. “If you want to kill me,

go ahead. I’m more than willing to accept my fate. But my son-he’s still young. Please…” My voice

cracked as I watched helplessly, my son’s hands bound behind his back beside me and his innocent

eyes filled with fear and confusion.

“You still don’t get it, do you?” She sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. “None of you will ever

leave this boat alive.”

As Catherine’s menacing words echoed through the cabin of the speedboat, a heavy silence fell upon

us, broken only by the rhythmic thrum of the engines and the distant sound of waves crashing against

the hull. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, each heartbeat echoing the ominous finality of

Catherine’s threat.

Despite the fear gnawing inside me, I refused to let despair consume me. Clenching my fists, I

summoned every ounce of courage I could muster, determined to find a way out of this nightmare and

save my son from whatever fate Catherine had in store for us.

“Please, Catherine,” I implored, my voice trembling with a mixture of desperation and defiance. “I’ll do

anything you ask, but please spare my son. He’s done nothing to deserve this.” I pleaded once again. I

may sound like a broken record, but I won’t stop begging her if it’s my only way to save my son.

Catherine’s lips curled into a cruel smile, her eyes gleaming with malice as she regarded me with

disdain. “Oh, how touching,” she sneered, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “But it’s too late for

bargaining now. You should have thought about the consequences before you decided to show

yourself again with your ba st ard son.”

Her words hit me hard, but I refused to lose hope, even though things looked really tough. I believed

there was still a chance to save Blaze, somehow outsmart Catherine, and make it out of this nightmare

alive.

As the boat raced over the dark waters, I urgently scoured the cabin for an escape route. Yet, the

confined space left me feeling trapped and helpless. Even if we

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could break free from these ropes, returning to shore without seizing control of the yacht seemed

impossible, especially with armed guards patrolling the vessel.

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I knew I couldn’t afford to act recklessly. Every move had to be carefully calculated if we were to have

any hope of surviving this situation.

With my mind racing, I weighed our options carefully. We needed a plan and a strategy to outmaneuver

our captors and secure our freedom.

Gathering my resolve, I turned to Blaze, my heart heavy with the weight of the situation. “Stay calm,

sweetheart,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the roar of the engines. “We’ll find a way out of

this.”

“Mommy, I’m scared,” he said weakly. He was catching his breath, and he’s starting to look pale.

I reached out to comfort Blaze. I extend my arm and put my arms over his head so I can wrap him

around my arms despite my hands being tied. “It’s okay, sweetheart,” I murmured, my voice filled with

reassurance. “I’m here with you, and I won’t let anything happen to you.”

But inwardly, my heart clenched with worry. Seeing Blaze’s pallor and hearing the fear in his voice only

strengthened my resolve to find a way out of this perilous situation. Time was running out, and I

couldn’t afford to waste a single moment.

“We’ll get through this together,” I promised, my voice steady despite the fear gnawing at my insides.

us,

“Aww, that is so sweet.” Catherine’s tone dripped with sarcasm as she approached

her steps deliberate and menacing. With a cruel smirk, she reached out and grasped Blaze’s delicate

cheeks in her hand, her grip tight and intimidating. “You look exactly like your mother. But your eyes-

you have Sebastian’s eyes, which makes me despise you even more,” she said.

“I said, don’t touch my son!” I shouted, attempting to pry her hand away from Blaze’s face. But my

defiance was met with a vicious blow to my own cheek, sending a sharp pang of pain shooting through

my face. I tasted the metallic ta ng of blood in my mouth as I recoiled from the impact.

“You don’t get to give orders here!” she spat, her voice dripping with venomous

rage.

Despite the searing pain in my cheek and the metallic taste of blood in my mouth, I refused to let

Catherine’s assault deter me. With a surge of determination, I gathered my strength and pushed myself

back up, my focus unwavering on

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protecting my son.

“Leave him alone!” I demanded, my voice quivering with a mixture of fear and anger.

Catherine’s laughter cut through the air like a knife, sending shivers down my spine. “You really are as

pathetic as they say,” she sneered, her grip on Blaze tightening.

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I lunged forward, desperation fueling my actions as I attempted to wrestle Blaze free from her grasp.

But Catherine was far stronger than I had anticipated, her hold unyielding as she effortlessly fended off

my attempts to rescue my son.

“Stop struggling, Blaire,” she hissed, her voice low and menacing. “It’ll be much easier for everyone if

you just accept your fate.”

But I refused to surrender; my resolve was hardened by the thought of losing my son to this cruel and

heartless woman. With every ounce of strength I could muster, I fought on, determined to protect Blaze

at all costs.

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In a moment of pure adrenaline-fueled determination, I managed to break free from Catherine’s grasp,

pulling Blaze into my arms and holding him tightly against me. But our victory was short-lived as

Catherine lunged forward, her eyes blazing with fury.

With no other options left, I braced myself for the inevitable confrontation, determined to do whatever it

took to protect my son from harm. The battle for our survival had only just begun, and I knew that the

stakes had never been higher.

As Catherine’s hand closed around my throat, cutting off my air supply, I felt a surge of panic coursing

through me. Gasping for breath, I fought to break free from her grasp, my vision swimming with black

spots as the world spun around

me.

In a desperate bid for freedom, I twisted and turned, clawing at Catherine’s arm with all my might. And

then, just when it seemed like all hope was lost, I felt her grip falter, her fingers loosening their hold on

my throat.

With a final burst of energy, I pushed myself away from her, gasping for breath as I stumbled backward,

Blaze cradled safely in my arms. But even as I fought to

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catch my breath, I knew that our ordeal was far from over.

“I’m going to kill you!” she shouted as she snat ched the gun from the waist of one of the armed men.

She pointed the gun at us.

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I shut my eyes, waiting for the bullet to hit my body, as I silently prayed for my son’s safety.

“Sebastian, please save our son,” I whispered.

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