JASON'S POVI sat in the chair by Grandpa’s bed, staring at his frail form. The beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound in the dimly lit hospital room. His usually sharp and commanding presence seemed so far away now. Seeing him like this sent a pang of guilt through my chest. What had caused this? He was healthy the last time I spoke to him – stubborn as always, but fine. Something had triggered this collapse, and I needed to know what. I ran a hand through my hair, my head in a mess. Memories of Grandpa mentoring me, scolding me, and pushing me to be better played in my head like an old film. Shaking off the thought, I pulled out my phone and scrolled through the company security app. I hadn’t planned on looking at the CCTV footage, but something nagged at me. Grandpa had been in my office before the collapse. Maybe the cameras would show what had happened. I found the footage and clicked play. The small screen showed Grandpa walking into my office with his usua
AVA'S POVMy breath caught at the coldness in Jason's voice. It was like the roar of a lion as I entered the room and I wondered who he was talking to. He turned to face me and our eyes locked. His widened slightly and I knew he hadn't expected it to be me who walked in. “Who are you talking to?” I asked, holding his gaze. “I didn't know you'd be back.” He said, changing the topic. Something was off about his tone but I didn't bother pressing on the matter. I reminded myself that his business was no longer my concern as we'd be divorced soon anyway. I thought about asking him if he had signed the divorce papers, but I held my tongue. Grandpa still lay there unconscious so I decided to wait until he fully recovered. If it were any other member of Jason’s family lying in that bed, I wouldn’t even bother showing up, let alone wait until they wake up before proceeding with the divorce. Jason's mouth opened slightly like he was about to say something but I ignored him and sat
AVA'S POV The question hit me like a punch to the stomach. I froze, my mind racing. How had he even suspected that? Jason and I had been so careful to keep up appearances of a happy couple in front of him. I glanced over to Jason and he had the same puzzled expression on his face and with Grandpa still recovering, I couldn't bring myself to tell him that we would be getting divorced soon. So I quickly shook my head. “No, Grandpa... why would you think that?” Grandpa’s sharp eyes bore into us, as though searching for cracks to see if we were lying. “Laura mentioned it to me at the company.” Laura? How did she know? She wasn’t with Jason when I threw the papers at him at Sally’s apartment. The only way she could have known was if Jason had told her. I looked over at Jason, my eyes shooting daggers. I noticed his brow furrowed, and his face darkened. He seemed upset that Laura had told Grandpa about the divorce. I found it funny, but the situation at hand prevented me from lau
AVA'S POVMy breath caught, and a chill ran down my spine as Richard’s eyes seemed to pierce my soul. I had always wondered why he disliked me but could never bring myself to ask. I wanted to protest, to suggest hiring extra help to care for Grandpa at his house instead, but the look in his eyes silenced me. He wanted me around, and who was I to deny him that? The drive back home or rather, Jason’s villa, since I no longer considered it my home was silent. Grandpa was taking a nap in the back seat while I sat in the passenger seat, with Jason driving. Soon, we arrived. What I didn’t expect was Jason stepping in to plead with me that Grandpa staying here meant I’d have to move back into the house. “It’ll look strange if you’re not here,” Jason said when Grandpa wasn’t within earshot. I swallowed hard, my mind scrambling for an excuse. I couldn’t bear it, I needed to be far away from Jason. Being close to him always softened me, and I was scared that the courage I had fo
AVA'S POV The next day, I checked on Grandpa, but he was still fast asleep. I hurried toward the guest room to bathe, dress for work, and leave before Jason woke up. You know those situations when you do something and later regret it? That’s exactly how I felt – regret. I must admit my flesh was weak when it came to Jason. Although we didn’t go further last night because as usual, I had to stop him, letting him touch and cuddle me was something that shouldn’t have happened. I was about to leave for work when Jason stopped me at the doorway startling me. He wore a tailored blue suit that highlighted his perfect looks and figure. It was like he was becoming more handsome every day, and I was lost staring at him until he spoke, bringing me back to reality. “Take some breakfast with you,” he said, handing me a lunchbox. My heart melted. 'What was he trying to do? Why was he making things difficult for me?' I screamed inwardly. I haven't gotten over last night and now this?
JASON'S POVThe moment Ava's lips touched mine, I felt my heart race. It wasn't that we hadn't kissed before but this was so unexpected, so out of character for the Ava I knew. She wasn't one who showed affection in public, so I was confused, at the same time full of joy. For a brief second, I let myself believe it meant something. That maybe, just maybe, she had thought about everything and decided to forgive me. But as soon as Laura stormed out, slamming the door behind her, Ava’s expression changed. The softness that had been there for a moment vanished, replaced by that guarded, cold look I was so familiar with now. “Don’t think I’ve forgiven you,” she said coldly, straightening up and creating a distance between us. Her words hit me like a punch to the face. The warmth I thought was building between us evaporated instantly, leaving behind a deep feeling of regret. "Ava, I know I’ve made mistakes,” I began, speaking with caution and choosing my words carefully. “But
AVA'S POV I got to my office but my thoughts spiraled. I still couldn’t believe that Jason had agreed. He had actually agreed. When the words left his mouth back at his office, I half-expected him to laugh or take them back, but he didn’t. "Was he playing some kind of trick on me?" I wondered. Jason wasn’t the kind of man who gave up control easily, especially not when it came to the company. And yet, he had just agreed to give me shares – something real, something significant. I must admit, I was moved – my heart softened. Why wouldn’t it? Just 1% of Campbell’s shares is worth hundreds of millions. 10% of the shares was something I could never earn in my entire life, even working as the director of the design department. I decided to put my thoughts aside and focus my attention on a new design I was working on. Not knowing how long had passed, later that afternoon, someone knocked on the door of my office. “Come in,” I said without raising my head. The door opened,
AVA'S POV My pulse tightened, my thoughts still swirling from my encounter with Laura. What now? I opened the message: "Let's have dinner with Grandpa tonight at his favorite restaurant. 7 pm. I'll meet you both there.♥️" I stared at the message, my chest tightening. Dinner at Grandpa’s favorite restaurant? Jason and I had visited the place before and he told me the story behind it. It is owned by a close friend of Grandpa's late wife, his Grandma had loved it so much. I left work early that day, and the events of everything that had happened still weighed on my mind. As I pulled into the driveway of Jason's villa, I tried to push the thoughts aside. Tonight wasn’t about me and Jason. It was about Grandpa. He deserved a peaceful evening, and I wasn’t going to ruin it with my chaos. Walking into the house, I was greeted by the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread. Martha, Grandpa’s caregiver, stood in the kitchen, carefully slicing a loaf while humming an old tune
AVA’S POV I slowly opened my eyes in an unfamiliar environment. The bright light above made my head throb, and I blinked, trying to focus. My heart raced as memories from the accident came rushing back. Jason… He had stepped in front of the car to save me. I tried to sit up, but my body ached, and I noticed an IV in my arm. I was in a hospital bed. The nurse standing beside me smiled softly. “Miss, you're awake,” she said, her voice calm. Noticing the look of worry on my face, she said "You’re safe, and so is your baby. There's no need to be worried.” I blinked, the words slowly sinking in. My baby… and I was okay. But Jason… My eyes filled with tears as I remember Jason lying in a pool of his own blood. "What about the man? I'm sure he was brought here with me. How is he, nurse?" I asked in a quiet voice, laced with fear.I prayed silently that nothing serious had happened to Jason because I didn't think I could live with myself if it had.The nurse’s smile faded a little
AVA’S POVThe following day, I arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau in a cab because my car had suddenly developed a fault. I stepped out and glanced at the building. The sight of the building felt like a confirmation of what I’d been preparing myself for a painful but necessary step toward reclaiming my life. My hands clutched my bag tightly as I took a deep breath, steadying my nerves. Sally had been kind enough to wish me good luck through a text. Little did she know, there was no luck in divorcing someone who had once been your entire world. Leaning against the wall, I checked my wristwatch for the third time in five minutes. Jason was late. Again. I wasn't surprised, but still, it annoyed me. I felt my frustration growing as the minutes ticked by, and still he was nowhere in sight. Where the hell are you Jason? I didn’t want to dwell on his habit of keeping me waiting, it only reminded me of all the times I had waited for him in the past few months. For his attention,
AVA'S POV My breath ceased and my heart sank. Why did we happen to bump into her? I almost didn't dare to meet Jason's gaze, afraid that the doctor might blurt out something more that would be disastrous with no remedy, I spoke first. “ Doctor, yes he's my husband,” I continued, a bitter laugh escaping my lips, “But we’re getting a divorce soon. And he didn’t come because of me, he came here for a prenatal checkup with another woman. Laura, that's her name, she's the major reason why we'd be divorcing soon.” The words tasted like ash in my mouth. I know I shouldn't be telling the doctor who was practically a stranger about my personal life but I needed her to know why she shouldn't mention the reason I came to the hospital. Jason’s face paled, and his mouth opened, but no words came out. I could see him struggling to hold onto his composure, but it was too late. The truth was already out. “I didn’t specifically come with Laura,” Jason said quickly, almost defensively. “But you
AVA’S POVI turned in the direction of the voice just in time to see my father-in-law, Richard, walking up to us with a concerned expression.He was wearing designer glasses and a floral shirt. He had clearly just gotten back from the island getaway he posted on his Instagram page where he had likely been cavorting with women.A typical playboy or should I say playman who refuses to outgrow his frivolous lifestyle even in his fifties.Like father, like son. The difference was that Jason enjoyed keeping both a wife and a mistress, while his widowed father didn’t want to remarry and preferred the company of multiple women without strings attached.Laura immediately wiped away her fake pout and switched to full damsel-in-distress mode bursting into tears. “Dad,” she said softly, her voice trembling ever so slightly. “Jason hasn’t been taking care of me at all. I’ve been feeling unwell for days, and he just…” She paused, glancing at Jason like a wounded bird.My stomach churned at her w
AVA’S POVJason’s question echoed in my ears, leaving me momentarily stunned and frozen in place. “What are you doing at the hospital, Ava?” he asked again, staring deep into my eyes. I opened my mouth to respond, but the words caught in my throat. How was I supposed to explain? Should I tell him the truth that I was here because of the stress he and his precious Laura had caused me? That our unborn baby he wasn't aware of was at risk because of him? I felt my grip tighten on the paper behind my back, my knuckles whitening. My heart pounded, and I could barely steady my breathing. A mixture of anger, pain, and betrayal swirled inside me, making it hard to find the right words or even think of a good lie that would sound believable in his ears. But before I could utter a word, a sickly sweet voice cut through the tension. “Babe,” Laura called out, her tone dripping with affection as she approached. I clenched my teeth at the sound of the name she used. “Babe”? We have
AVA’S POVThe moment Jason stepped out and I shut the door, the tears came. I didn’t even notice when they started streaming down my face, hot and endless. No matter how many times I used the back of my hands to wipe my face the tears kept pouring down. The pain in my chest felt unbearable, like my heart was being ripped apart and I clutched my chest tightly hoping to suppress it.But it didn't work. I leaned against the door, sliding down until I sat on the cold floor, wrapping my arms around my knees, sobbing quietly. Jason’s face kept flashing in my mind – his desperation, his pleas – but I couldn’t let myself give in. He had crossed too many lines and hurt me too deeply time and time again. I knew I shouldn’t be crying, not after all the pain he caused me by always putting Laura first. But the truth is, I still haven’t gotten over Jason, and I don’t know if I ever will. I don’t know how long I stayed like that. Minutes passed, maybe hours, before I felt a dull ache in my bel
JASON'S POVAva’s words hit me like a slap across the face. I stared at her, my eyes slightly wide hoping she didn’t mean it, but her expression was firm. She wasn’t bluffing and my heart sank. I couldn't sleep last night after returning home from the club because I didn't find Ava anywhere in the house. I tried calling both her and Alex and neither of them answered my call. I was restless the whole night, my thoughts running wild as I waited for the day to break.It's not that I didn't trust Ava – I do. It's Alex I don't trust. Early this morning, I rushed out of the house like a madman to confirm Ava’s whereabouts, without even taking a proper shower so I couldn’t just give up. Not yet! “Ava, please,” I pleaded again, my voice breaking slightly. Her eyes stayed cold. “Don’t make me do it, Jason.” I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, and Ava was the one pushing me off. I wanted to argue, to plead with her to listen, but something about her tone told me it would
AVA'S POV I could feel my heart racing as the tension in the room rose. Sally and Kevin kept glancing between Jason and Alex not knowing what to say. I looked at Alex and then at Jason. I was done with the drama with Jason. “Okay, Alex…let's go,” I said, trying to stay calm but my heart hammered in my chest. Jason's fist clenched tightly and his eyes flashed with anger but he didn't say anything. “Ava…” he said finally. “I've made my decision,” I interrupted, keeping my voice steady. Sally gave me a proud wink. “Call me when you get home, okay?” I nodded, giving her a small smile. “I will.” “Let’s go,” Alex said gently, his hand resting lightly on my back as he guided me toward the exit. Behind us, Jason’s jaw clenched, and I could almost feel the fury radiating off him. I didn’t look back. Alex looked surprised when I told him I wasn’t going to Jason’s villa but to Sally’s apartment. However, he didn’t ask why, and I felt relieved. The ride there was quiet at first, but
AVA'S POVJason’s sudden presence in the room turned the carefree atmosphere tense in an instant. “Jason, you came. I thought you said you weren't coming?” Kevin said in a carefree tone, as he stood up to shake Jason's hand, but he ignored him. Instead, his piercing gaze moved from Alex to me, the anger in his eyes evident and undeniable. Kevin seemed to understand the reason for his attitude and simply sat back down beside Sally without saying another word. “Jason,” Alex greeted, his tone polite but Jason ignored him too. His eyes were locked on me completely. “Ava, I need to talk to you now,” he said coldly. I pretended not to have heard him and quickly stood excusing myself, "I’ll be back Alex." My chest tightened as I made my way to the ladies’ room. I needed space, somewhere far from Jason, somewhere to gather my thoughts and calm my nerves. The cool air of the bathroom was a small relief as I leaned against the sink, staring at my reflection. My heart raced. “He