The billionaire's ex-wife✓

Chapter 27

Cassandra's POV

"Your children are missing, someone kidnapped them," Daniel said.

I stood up for my wheelchair turning to face Daniel. I held my hands together praying and hoping that this was all a joke and a lie.

"Daniel, where are my children?" I asked my eyes tearing up as my vision became blurry and my voice breaking.

"I'm sorry Cassie. I promise we'll find them. We are searching every corner of this hospital and looking at every video footage. I promise we'll find them." Daniel said trying to reassure me

Xavier tried getting up, out from his bed but failed. I could tell he was struggling and in pain.

"Xavier, you should calm down. You need to rest." Daniel said.

"How can I, my newborn children are missing!" he yelled.

"Calm down sir, we have the situation under control." The doctor said.

"If you had the situation under control they wouldn't be missing in the first place," Xavier replied.

I felt light-headed and weak my head spinning. As I was falling, I felt a hand on my back before passing out.

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I opened my eyes slowly, Lynne staring directly into my face, her face frowned as if she was doing an investigation.

"She's awake!" Lynne exclaimed, moving away from my face.

I was back on my hospital bed staring at the ceiling, remembering everything that happened before I passed out.

A part of me was still hoping that it was all a bad dream, that I would be greeted by the cries of my newborn babies. But even I knew better.

I was lost in my thoughts when Lynne noticed where my thoughts were headed, she looked at me downhearted then quickly looked away.

Ethan was standing in a corner, his hands on his chin with his 'brainstorming' expression on.

My whole life was a tragedy.

One misfortune followed after the other. Whenever something good happened, I couldn't help but wonder what bad was going to come next.

Now I've lost my children. The only people that gave my life meaning and that truly kept me going.

I couldn't help but wonder if they were alright, or if they were still alive.

I wasn't giving up until I have them back into my arms. I'd hold them so close to me, I would never lose sight of them again.

After a couple of hours of silently crying, I finally gathered the energy and strength to get up.

The nurse wouldn't let me out of her site or allow me to go and look for my children myself.

I felt so hopeless, and I hated that feeling.

All I knew was that there was a search party and they were doing the best they could, which wasn't good enough.