Chapter45:

HARRY'S POV                                            My brother's death had broken me completely. I had killed more than half the army of the South Gang. I would not allow any single person in his family to breathe. I'd buried all alive. I gazed at her sad but beautiful face, my wife. I acted upon my brother's advice. He left a video for me. He signed the divorce papers before his death mission. I really didn't get how that fucker cognised about our children. Although all started from a bet in our college time. No one was known to it except father. I remembered our father was super excited and gleeful when he saw his grandchildren. I shook my head and got back my poker face.         My phone buzzed and I answered it without glancing, " Sir, ma'am is running. " His voice came. He was breathing heavily.         " Billa. " I snapped my head toward my office. She wasn't there.         " Where is my wife? " I snarled        " She's running after something in the parking lot. " He replied