Liam’s POVI sauntered into the sitting room feeling weary, my jaw ached so bad I could no longer feel my gum. At this moment, I realized I already lost Avery two years ago from the time I first raised my hand to smack her across her face and also when I cheated on her with Lisa, my secretary. Exhaling I slumped on the couch, reaching for the whiskey bottle I gulped the whole content. Staring around the sitting room, my life flashed before me, and I recalled how Avery and I were so happy before my ego spoiled everything we built. My head started spinning terribly. I felt like dying, my career was over even with every tactic I used in trying to get these directors to invest in my company it was useless. The funny thing was my grandfather resolved to donate half of his properties to Charity when he passed away, so there was no inheritance waiting for me since I failed to keep my marriage. Sighing, I reached for the second bottle of whiskey, How long would I plead with Avery? Deep dow
Avery’s POV Two weeks later, I glanced at the handsome young man driving me to the studio. Jamal was indeed a blessing to me, he went as far as employing bodyguards from a security company to guard the studio. Smiling he drove into the parking lot of the studio before turning the ignition off. “Make sure you sort everything with the galleries today, don’t forget your promise this is your last day coming to work. Try not to stress your beautiful self, I love you always, Ave.” he said before leaning in and claiming my lips softly. I moaned loudly in his mouth, Jamal quickly jerked away from me. “You are doing it again, please you can step out now before I do something drastic like claiming you in the backseat now!” he said running his finger through his hair. Blushing I replied, “Yes sire, have a lovely day too. Don’t get too worked up I know you will certainly smash your pitch. I love you.” Jamal stepped down from the car and held the door for me, assisting me with my bags. Thankf
Avery’s POVPondering on the revelation I just got from Mrs. Galloway a notification popped up on my phone. I checked it and discovered it was a threat from an unknown number,“Watch your back, Avery, I'm coming for you. This is not over yet, Liam is mine, and I refuse to share him with you. I don't mind wiping your footprint off the surface of this earth, be warned!!”Instantly I knew it was from Laura, taking a deep breath I wondered what she still wanted from me. I could not understand how I was standing in her way to be with Liam. It sounded so absurd, but then I decided to report it to Jamal so we could get a restraining order on her too.Jamal arrived hours later, “How is my baby doing?” he said, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. Exhaling sharply I replied,“ It has been a hell of a day babe, I'm happy you are here, can we go home now?”He stared at me in a funny way, “Alright, but you will have to give me every single detail about it.” he said before reaching for my brunch pac
Author’s POVA week later they went to the hospital to do an Ultrasound since Avery had been complaining of the baby kicking too much. Jamal has been cooking and making her happy while they awaited the arrival of the baby.He wasn't acting like the baby was not his, Avery’s mom was more than grateful when she found out Jamal was the way who paid for her treatment. She became more furious at Liam and prayed silently that he would live in regret for the pain he caused her daughter.“Miss Avery, can you see your baby’s features carefully, he is growing so well. I can see that Jamal took good care of the both of you, thankfully the ultrasound shows no sign of any complication.” Dr. Leonard said, passing Jamal a napkin.He wiped off the gel carefully while smiling warmly, “He looks so cute Ave.” Grinning, she replied, “My little champ will be here soon.”When he was done Jamal helped Avery up while she breathed heavily since it was just a few days away from her EDD. “Thank you, babe.” Aver
Avery’s POVI heard footsteps approaching while I moved cautiously on the chair, “Who do we have here? It's fucking Avery Livingstone!” her voice echoed across the warehouse.Instantly I felt rage course through my bloodstream, I knew this voice even in my sleep. Laura Jones!Someone moved closer, probably a bodyguard then removed my blindfold and the cloth on my mouth roughly before moving away. I blinked twice trying to get a hang of my environment, suddenly I felt so scared seeing the fierce-looking bodyguards standing close to me.Recoiling into my shell, I redirected my gaze to Laura who had an evil smirk on her face, “So the almighty Avery is finally in front of me. I warned you, but you just did not listen, always thinking you are better than me. Who's the boss now?” she taunted, moving closer to me.I stared daggers at her but was taken aback when I saw Khloe walking behind her holding a pistol. My heartbeat increased and I started piecing the puzzle together, Khloe called Jam
"Congratulations, Liam! You truly deserve it," the presenter beamed as she handed him the golden statuette, a glint of admiration in her eyes. My heart sank. Liam Leon Galloway, my contracted husband, the man who never loved me from the start, was now being celebrated on the grand stage of the 51st Annual Movie Academy Award. And there she was, that woman beside him, looking at him with such adoration, a smile that I know never for once belonged to me but neither to her. I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms, trying to suppress the torrent of emotions threatening to overwhelm me. How did it come to this? The life I thought I had was crumbling before my eyes, replaced by a cruel reality I couldn't escape. Liam's speech echoed through the room, each word a dagger in my chest. "Thanking God," he said, his voice carrying across the screen. There was no God in my world, only an empty void that once held love and dreams. I wiped my tears angrily, trying to regain composure.
AVERY’S POV I quietly, but swiftly composed myself at the sound of his voice. If he so much as suspected I had been crying, he would only find a way to make me more miserable. "Congrats Liam. You won!" I mustered every bit of excitement I could feel with such a gloomy life like mine in my voice. "You watched." He said it like a statement, but knowing Liam was knowing it was a question. A question that required me feeding his bloated ego. "I did. You looked so dashing. There was definitely no one that could have won over you." I could feel the cocky grin he was sure to be spotting now. It was silent at the other end of the line. Which meant he had found a quiet spot. Perhaps, his dressing room. Where the walls were thick, and he could do, and say whatever, while retaining the heartthrob of the nation title. "If you weren't so damn annoying, you could have been up that stage with me tonight. It's your fault you're sitting alone at home, in that ugly robe of yours, instead of
"Debby." I said, hurriedly picking up my robe, and covering up. She chuckled, coming in. "I came to drop off your dress for dinner. You didn't answer when I knocked, so I came in anyway. You don't mind, do you?" She was taunting me. Just like her boss, she loved to see me defeated. She was his PA afterall, and she worshiped him. If he asked her to throw me into a burning fire, she would do so with a smirk. Maybe then she could finally get the opportunity to catch his attention beyond being a slave to his needs. "Thank you." I faked a smile, as she dropped the bagged up dress on my bed. "Did you watch him win tonight? He looked heavenly right?" She asked in a dreamy voice, not a care in the world if she was standing before his wife. "He did." I simply said. "So you watched. Did you see the woman in his arms? Didn't she used to be your best friend?" She chuckled mockingly. The heaviness in my chest returned. I had to give it to Liam. He knew to send her to talk me down, s