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
LIAMLocked in our bedroom, I couldn't escape the whirlwind of emotions crashing through me. How could Ava betray me like this? Just when I was starting to let my guard down, starting to genuinely enjoy her company, this happens. I paced back and forth, my thoughts racing, my heart heavy with confusion and pain.How could she do this? How could she lie so convincingly, day after day? I thought we were beginning to understand each other, maybe even form a bond. But now, everything felt like a cruel joke.My mind replayed Denis's words, each one like a dagger to my heart. "We were together, and then you vanished," he'd said. And the way Ava had slapped him, the fury and desperation in her eyes—was that genuine, or just part of the act? The doubts gnawed at me, refusing to let go.A soft knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. "Liam, can you hear me?" Ava's voice came through, muffled but desperate. "Let me in. We need to talk."I clenched my fists, torn between the need to confront h
AVAI sank to the floor outside our room, my back against the door. The cold, hard surface did nothing to numb the intense pain radiating through my chest. My heart ached with each sob, each desperate plea that went unanswered. I could hear Liam’s movements on the other side, but no matter how much I begged, he didn’t open the door."Liam I am innocent," I cried, my voice breaking into desperate whispers. "You have to believe me. I don’t know who that man is. Please, open the door. We need to talk"My voice was barely above a whisper at this point.My sobs grew quieter, eventually reducing to soft, shuddering breaths.What did I ever do to deserve all of this? Hadn't I endured enough?How can I prove my innocence when the entire family is against me? Who is that man--Denis?! How can he confidently accuse me? Oh Lord.Someone must have sent him to tarnish my image. Could it be Clara? That lady will stop at nothing to ridicule me and throw me out of this house. The silence was suffoca
AVA My eyes twitched and I turned lazily on the soft sheets beneath my tired body. My fingers, slowly gaining momentum, gripped unto the soft fabric, before I fluttered my eyes open.The warm rays of the sun welcomed my sight, seeping through the curtains and feeling the room with its light. At first confusion settled in as I whipped my face around the room, wondering how I got in here.This was I and Liam's room but I don't recall going to bed in this room from yesterday's saga. The memories hit me like a wave, causing a part of my head to throb mildly.I had cried my eyes out last night. Liam wouldn't agree to open the door for me and the jeers and taunts I got from Clara and Davies did nothing to soothe my agony. I remember I had nestled up against the door, sobbing silently as I pleaded with Liam to open up but I got no response from him neither did he open up.Giving up to my fate, I had cried myself to sleep. But now, I am right in this room.And Liam? As soon as the thought o
AVAThe shrill ring of my phone pierced the silence, jolting me from my restless thoughts. I glanced at the screen, my heart sinking when I saw Amelia's name. I hesitated, my thumb hovering over the "answer" button. Whatever she wanted, it couldn't be good."Ava," Amelia's voice was cool and businesslike when I finally answered. "I need you to come to the house.""What do you want, Amelia?" I asked, trying to keep the exhaustion and irritation out of my voice."It's important," she replied curtly. "You need to come now.""I'm not in the mood for your games," I retorted, ready to hang up and end this pointless conversation.Her next words sent a chill down my spine. "If you don't come, you'll regret it."I scoffed, "Why should I believe anything you say? I'm done with your threats and manipulation. I have bigger problems to handle.""Ava, this is serious," she insisted, her tone hardening. "If you care about your future at all, you'll come. Now."My grip tightened on the phone. I didn'
AVAThe drive home was a blur, my thoughts tangled in the chaos that had unraveled earlier. As I pulled up to the house, I felt a sense of dread wash over me. The house seemed eerily quiet as I entered, and I hoped for a moment of peace. Instead, I was greeted by Tamy, our maid, who had a concerned look on her face."Good evening Ma'am" she greeted, her tone melancholic."Evening Tamy. Do you perhaps know where Liam is?" I asked. He was the only one on my mind right now. I needed to talk to him.“Ma’am, Liam went out a while ago,” she replied, her voice tinged with worry. “He didn’t say where he was going.”My heart sank. “Did he seem alright?”I came home to talk to him and now it seems, that too has been robbed away from me.Tamy shook her head. “He seemed troubled. I’m sorry, Ma’am, I wish I knew more.”“Thank you, Tamy" I exhaled, attempting to go up the stairs when Tamy's voice called me back."Mrs Ava, I am really sorry about the way you've been treated in this house recently. I
LIAMMy mind swirled with a torrent of thoughts as I gazed across the bustling cityscape outside. The honking of cars filled the air, their bright red and white lights creating a kaleidoscope of colors. The animated voices of various individuals reverberated through the evening.The cool evening breeze rushed into the office, doing nothing to soothe the heated tension in my body. I had hoped that leaving home under the guise of a check-up yesterday evening would take my mind off the troubles in my life and marriage, but even here, I was haunted by memories of the past.Ava. She wouldn't leave my head. The events of the past few days were like a nightmare, lurking around my every thought and filling my mind with unwanted memories.Why would Ava lie to me and my entire family about not having anything to do with Denis if she didn't mean it? Who the hell is this man, Denis? A spy? One of my family's competitors aiming to ruin us? Or Ava's real lover?It felt like my mind was torn between
John Tyson stepped out of the towering glass building, the heart of his corporate empire, alongside his trusted colleague, Thomas Caldwell. They were deep in conversation, their voices resonating with the satisfaction of a deal well-struck.“That was a masterstroke, John,” Thomas remarked, his eyes twinkling with admiration. “Securing that partnership will set us up for the next decade.”John, his gray hair neatly combed and his suit impeccably tailored, nodded appreciatively. “It wasn’t easy, but it’s a game-changer. We’ve got to stay ahead of the curve, Thomas. Complacency is the enemy.”As they descended the steps, John felt a surge of pride. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow on the bustling city. For a moment, everything seemed perfect. They approached the glass doors and Thomas glanced at John with a curious expression. "By the way, John, I've been hearing some whispers about a man claiming to be your daughter in-law's boyfriend. Do you know anything about it?"John's e