Revenge Of The Rejected Son-in-law

47. My Missing Wife

Chapter Forty Seven

Elijah’s eyes fluttered open as the first rays of sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, gently painting the room with a soft, golden hue. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he rose from the bed, his tousled hair falling messily across his forehead.

With a yawn stretching his mouth wide, he glanced at the empty space beside him, the rumpled sheets a silent testament to his wife's absence.

Confusion clouded his mind as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, his bare feet sinking into the plush carpet. Elijah padded across the room, his steps cautious yet curious. The faint sound of birdsong greeted him as he pushed open the door and stepped into the hallway.

The house seemed unnervingly still, its silence only interrupted by the soft echoes of his footsteps. Elijah's brows furrowed with concern as he descended the wooden staircase, the creaking boards beneath his weight adding an eerie soundtrack to his quest. He scanned the living room, his