Ava wiped a stray tear from her cheek as she made her way upstairs, her mind still reeling from the morning's events. The shattered plates and Uncle Tyson's harsh words echoed in her mind, amplifying her frustration and sadness. She reached the bedroom she shared with Liam and closed the door behind her, leaning against it as her composure finally broke. Tears streamed down her face as she sank to the floor, her shoulders shaking with quiet sobs."Why is this happening to me?" Ava whispered to herself, her voice barely audible. "What did I do to deserve this? Why did I ever agree to marry into this family?"She hugged her knees to her chest, feeling the weight of her misfortune pressing down on her. The constant tension, the feeling of never being good enough, and Clara's relentless schemes were wearing her down. It felt like no matter what she did, it was never right.A soft knock on the door startled her, and she hastily wiped her tears away. The door creaked open, and Liam peeke
AVA DAYS LATER The sun hung low in the sky as I made my way to Uncle John Tyson's study, my steps slow and measured. I had received a summons from him earlier in the day, and although I tried to remain composed, my heart was beating faster than usual. Uncle Tyson rarely called for me unless there was something serious to discuss. I knocked lightly on the door, and his gruff voice called me in. Pushing the door open, I stepped inside, my eyes meeting Uncle Tyson's cold, calculating gaze. He sat behind his large oak desk, his fingers steepled together, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "You wanted to see me, Uncle John?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Yes, Ava. Sit down," he replied, gesturing to the chair opposite him. I sat down, my hands clasped tightly in my lap. I waited for him to speak, the silence in the room thick and oppressive. "Liam's aunt Margaret is arriving this evening," Uncle Tyson said, his voice devoid of any warmth. "It's important that he
Ava It had been another exhausting day, filled with subtle jabs and hostile glares from Clara and Davies. I sighed, wiping my forehead with the back of my hand as I continued preparing lunch for Liam. Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me and swiftly pivoted to see that it was Tamy who slipped quietly into the kitchen. Her expression was grave, and I could tell she had something important to say. “Ava,” Tamy whispered, glancing nervously over her shoulder to make sure we were alone. “I need to talk to you.” I put down the dish I was holding and turned to face her, concern etching my features. “What’s wrong, Tamy?” She took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly. “You need to be careful, Ava. Uncle John… he’s not what he seems. He’s sly" My heart skipped a beat. “What do you mean?” She glanced around to make sure we were alone. "I need to warn you about Uncle John. He’s dangerous. He’ll do anything to get rid of you." Tamy looked around the room again, then leaned i
AVALiam and I were in the boutique, sifting through racks of clothes, trying to find something special for the family dinner coming up. I was grateful for these moments of normalcy amidst the chaos at the Tyson household. The boutique was elegant, filled with beautiful garments and accessories that sparkled under the soft lighting. The pleasant chatter of other customers created a comforting background noise.“Look at this one, Ava,” Liam said, holding up a delicate, emerald-green dress. His eyes sparkled with excitement. “It would look good on you.”I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through me. “It’s beautiful, Liam. You have great taste.”He chuckled, a sound that always managed to lighten my heart. “I’m just trying to make sure you look so so so so so good like a doll. Go on, try it.”I took the dress from him, feeling the soft fabric between my fingers. As I stepped into the dressing room, I caught a glimpse of Clara out of the corner of my eye. She had been hovering nearby, her
The commotion in the boutique escalated as the shopkeeper returned with the manager, a stern-looking man with a clipped tone. Ava stood frozen in disbelief as the manager approached, his eyes narrowing in contempt.“What’s going on here?” the manager demanded, looking at Ava with disdain.“This woman,” the shopkeeper pointed at Ava, “was found with these earrings in her bag. She’s a thief.”“Excuse me, what is happening here?” John Tyson’s authoritative voice cut through the tension. He entered the store, followed closely by Davies, both of them clearly disturbed by the uproar. The manager’s expression shifted to one of shock and recognition.“Mr. Tyson, I apologize for any inconvenience. But this woman was caught in a shameful act,” the manager insisted, pointing at Ava."No she wasn't!" Liam yelled back. "I was with Ava the entire time. She's innocent uncle John!" Liam protested."Ava what's this nonsense? What have you done?!" Davies questioned."I didn't do anything. I don't--I d
AVA I sat at the large mahogany desk in the study, papers strewn around me as I tried to focus on the financial reports John had asked me to review. The numbers blurred before my eyes, a testament to my lingering anxiety from the incident at the boutique. Tamy, my loyal friend, stood nearby, organizing documents and offering occasional words of encouragement.“You’re doing great, Ava,” Tamy said softly, placing a stack of sorted papers next to me. “Just a few more and you’ll be done.”I managed a small smile. “Thanks, Tamy. I just need to get through this.”Just as I was starting to find my rhythm, Clara burst into the study. Her presence was like a storm cloud darkening the room. She sauntered over, a smirk playing on her lips.I rolled my eyes at her, ready for another confrontation. "The illiterate wife is doing the numbers for our finances. Wow. Impressive. Please make sure to allocate more allowance to yourself this coming month so you won't go about accidentally stealing earri
LIAMDAYS LATERAs I drove to the family's company accompanied by my personal driver, a heavy sense of responsibility weighed on my shoulders. Uncle John was away on a business trip, leaving me with quite the freeedom I needed to get somethings in check. I was determined to get to the bottom of the missing funds. Mark, my personal assistant and close friend, had already begun an internal investigation, but I needed to see things for myself.Upon arriving at the office, I wasted no time. I called Mark into the conference room and briefed him on our plan. "We need to interrogate some people in the financial department," I said, my voice firm. "Someone is working tirelessly to bankrupt this company, and we need to find out who. It is quite absurd that all these is going on under uncle John's nose and he has no clue" Mark nodded, his expression serious. "Perhaps he knows but he isn't bothering anyone with his travails. Clara has her own business to manage, he believes you are mentally u
AVAAs Denis refused to leave, the tension in the room thickened. His gaze was unyielding, filled with a malicious confidence that made my skin crawl."I was there before any of you. Liam, Ava was never meant for you. She was my woman!" Denis declared, his voice rising. "Ava was stolen from me by you Tysons to be married off to Liam, who is mentally unstable. Ava are you denying our love?"A gasp escaped my lips as his words hung heavily in the air. "That's a lie! I don't even know you!" I retorted, my voice trembling with a mixture of anger and desperation. "Why are you doing this? What will you gain by doing this to me? Who sent you to lie against me?"Denis stepped closer, his eyes gleaming with something dark. "You can pretend all you want, Ava, but I know the truth. We were together, and then you vanished, whisked away to become part of this family. And if you all don't believe me, you could ask her family, her parents were aware of our relationship prior to her marriage"This w