The only person that could end the marriage between Autumn Dawson and Ivan Ashton was, Maverick Ashton, Ivan's biological father. The only reason he ordained their marriage was because of a scandal years back, the media had caught the two in bed and to save face, Maverick forced the two into a marriage of convenience.
Maverick sat down in his seat as he watched his son over his desk. He had a cup of coffee in his grasps he eyes Ivan who had ignored eye contact during the entire meeting. His wife sat next to him visibly shaking. The cup parted away from his lips and in a swift motion he collided the cup against Ivan's head. Miriam, Ivan's mother sobbed as she watch her son sit in place. Blood seep slowly from Ivan's forehead but that was the least of what Maverick wanted to inflict on Ivan. "So how the fuck are you going to fix this huh? You damn bastard." Maverick hissed raising his voice. Ivan's silence pissed him even more. The least he could do was have balls and talk back after all the scandals he's gotten himself into. Maverick paid deaf ears to every single one of them until investors started pulling out after hearing the news of his daughter in-law requesting for a divorce. For some stupid reason if Ivan could publicly cheat on his wife and get away with it, he could stab investors in back and betray them. Rumors were already going around that he was using the company's investments to spend lavishly on his mistress. "Tell me you bastard. Are you the only one that's married? Are you the only one having an affair? Look at your brothers. They don't run D.O.N corps but you my first born child, and my heir is acting like a fucking incel." Maverick hissed. He picked up his butter knife and tries to lunge at Ivan but Miriam held him back and pleaded on her son's behalf. "My grace, please forgive Ivan. Please he will fix his mistakes." Miriam pleaded holding back her hot tears. Ivan felt annoyed to see his mother this way but he was even more pissed this had to be the doing of Autumn. It's been nine years and she silently endured everything he's done to her. She never once talked back to him like she did two days ago and that stuck with him. Autumn was different and he could feel it but he couldn't understand what triggered it finally. Was it because he has hard launched Iris as his mistress openly? "Fix this, apologize to Autumn and change her mind about the divorce, the only reason I'll let you both divorce is if I die." Maverick says as he finally leaves the restaurant with Miriam. Ivan reaches for his forehead, feeling a sting from the cut his father had inflicted. He groaned internally until his phone rings, it was Iris. He ignores the call, he goes through his contacts to look for Autumn's number. He finally realized he never really had it. He scrolls to click on his secretary, he dials her number until she finally picks up. "Mr Ivan." She greeted. "The date set up for you and Iris is almost scheduled you don't have to worry." Ivan's eyes grew tired, he didn't really remember he had scheduled that. "Cancel it." Ivan tells her as his secretary went silent. "S-Sir are you sure? You've been planning on it with Miss Iris for months, she's even been calling me to remind me as well..." "Cancel it, don't make me repeat myself Sarah." Ivan warns her. Sarah immediately reassures him, cancelling the appointment and waiting for Ivan to end the call. "Send me Autumn's number immediately." He says instantly ending the call. He receives a message indicating Autumn's number. Ivan dials it in annoyance and waits for her to pick her calls, she's always called him in the past and he always remembers always feigning not knowing her. "Hello." She finally answers his calls. "You think you've won the batt..." Before he could finish his venomous threat she hangs up the call. Ivan felt annoyed, even furious, she has never once hanged up on him. He thought she would even forgive him since he put effort into calling her even. He calls her again. "What?" Autumn asked in annoyance. That was odd. Her voice was mostly sheepish and shaky when ever she was on the phone. Who is this demon that has possessed his wife? "How dare you hang up..." Again she hanged up on him the second time. Ivan Ashton sat down in silence and once again he tried to call her but her phone kept forwarding his calls until he realized. "She blocked me?"Autumn puts her phone down. She put her phone on silent to ignore Ivan's calls. She was shocked he even called her in the first place it's something he has never done in her past life. She continued looking around the mansion her father in-law got for her and Ivan. She looked at the floor she laid on when she died. "Was this a second chance?" She gasps to herself. So she did really die. And somehow she went back three years in the past. Then her mind went back to the person who instigated her death, Iris. Her hands went straight to her stomach. The cold empty void then overwhelmed her, she had lost her baby in her past life. Once again anger washed over her and a single tear stream down her cheek. "Miss Autumn, your lunch is ready." she suddenly got flashbacks from Felicity poisoning me. Autumn froze, her face went white and her cheeks blushed, filling a bit of color in her face. Her heart raced as she my voice trembled. "Miss Autumn are you okay?" The maid asked. Autumn looked o
Ivan's eyes widened, his face was written shocked all over it, his palm ball into a fist as anger surge through him."Who is he?" He asked in a calm voice."Who is the fucking bastard you're opening your legs to." Autumn wasn't shocked by the slightest, this was the same man who accused her of an affair and didn't believe their child was theirs.Autumn tried to turn away, but Ivan's grip was unyielding. He grasped her arm, his fingers digging into her skin as he forced her to face him. His eyes, once warm and loving, now burned with a desperate intensity."Baby, please," he whispered, his voice laced with a hint of desperation.Autumn's eyes widened in shock, but her primary focus was on escaping Ivan's suffocating hold. She tried to wriggle free, but he refused to release her."I-I'm sorry, Autumn," Ivan stammered, his words tumbling out in a rush. "Please, give me another chance. You don't need to lie to me about your affair."Autumn's gaze narrowed, her eyes squinting as if asking
Iris stood at the edge of her hospital bed as the nurse ties up her patient gown from the back. The nurse finished adjusting her gown and goes straight to attending to the monitor before returning to Iris who was already in the hospital bed. The nurse stretch out her hand requesting for Iris to give her hand so she can attach the hypodermic needle to her veins.Iris locks eyes with the nurse and yawns."I don't need that, your job is done here." Iris said not wanting to feel the painful prick of a needle in her veins."But I'm ordered to.." before the nurse could finish her words Iris glares at her, shutting her up."I said your job is fucking done, listen to me if you still want to keep it." Iris threatens as the door Opens almost immediately revealing doctor Dexter.Her eyes widened, and tears sprang to them at once. Dexter, alerted to her distress, stepped forward and gently took her face in his hands, his gaze fixed on the trembling line of her lips."What happened?" Dexter's att
Guilt washed over Ivan the moment his eyes registered the patient gown Iris wore. He should never had ignored her calls and because of him she was in this state once again. His eyes meets with her doctor Dexter, they were always simmered with intense hatred but he never understood why. If it wasn't for Autumn, Iris would not have been here and he wouldn't have grown accustomed to seeing the doctor's face. "Leave us." Ivan ordered. The silence that followed was loud and clear. Ben and Dexter sought to stay but Sydney being the peace make convinced the two to give the couple alone time. Ben looked at his daughter, he doesn't know how long she would hold on to Ivan and he felt bad for her. He felt his wife's warm pat, hovering over her back. "They'll be fine, let's respect their wishes." Sydney reassured her husband who just gave up but Dexter took a while before he was successfully evacuated. The two were finally alone, Ivan searched for Iris face but she avoided his gaze. He walke
As Ivan relished Iris in bed, Autumn had witnessed her husband's love for Iris, the second time. She hated it but tears swarmed her eyes and clouded her vision. It was always Iris and never her. Her own parents even chose Iris without no second thinking, there was never a time she was the first choice. When was she finally going to be someone's first choice? She wiped her entire face, smearing the little makeup she had done. A handkerchief hang in the air, hovering across her face. Her eyes trail to the person pushing it towards her. A chill went down her spine, she has never confronted him since her previous life and she never thought she would see him so quickly. Memories of how he claimed her child was stillborn flooded there thoughts. He must have had a hand in killing her because of his affair with Iris. That meant he killed her unborn baby too. The thing that disgusted her the most was her father's younger step brother was having an affair with his niece, it made h
Derek Ashton didn't want anything to do with Autumn, he just said that he did because he wanted to piss off his nephew. For a long time He saw her as nothing but his nephew's puppet. She did what was told and never went against her husband disrespect. Everyone dragged her name to the mud any chance they got. Although he despises his nephew and the rest of his family, he could not help but feel bad for her. She was a mirror of his own past, no matter how much he tried to rid of such thoughts he could not extend the hate he had for his family to her.A smile spread on his lips as he watched Ivan hold on to Autumn tightly, Autumn looked visibly confused as Derek chuckles lightly."My apologies Ivan, I'm not trying to take your wife away from you." Derek paused glancing quickly at Autumn who's lips were a bit parted. He immediately averts his gaze back to his nephew. "But if you're this scared to lose your wife, maybe you should start focusing on her, she might just catch someone else's
Before anyone could react Autumn immediately takes her leave to the nearest exit. She didn't take note of Derek trailing behind her. When she was finally outside, she shortly glanced at Derek."Are you serious about divorcing Ivan?" Derek asked as Autumn nods."I am, but unfortunately I can't. My father in law would rather die than let us split. But in the meantime Ivan suggests we open our marriage so he can legally sleep with my sister as he wishes." Autumn mutters as if she was to cry but she couldn't, she didn't see the need to cry anymore for something so vain."An open marriage?" Derek echoes scratching below his chin."You think I'm pathetic don't you?" Autumn asked Derek who shakes his head."Of course not." He paused. "Will you be taking a lover for yourself then?" Derek asked which made Autumn a bit stunned."My husband refuses that I take one for myself, he believes I should perform my duties as a perfect wife. I can only endure such tribulations until the perfect time com
Autumn smeared her red lipstick to even on her lips. She made a bit of a touch up and dropped the lipstick on the wooden frame of the cabinet.Memories of how Ivan had slapped her a few days ago crossed her mind.She finally phoned Derek who was all well too excited to answer her calls like he'd been waiting for her. He didn't even give her time to say hello, he just called her name and all she could do was stutter a yes.He didn't want to talk to her on the phone and promised they would eventually meet in person and talk.Autumn hoped she won't be seeing him tonight. D.O.N corps was hosting a party for the employees and her husband had informed her to look pretty tonight. In his words he didn't want her to look as if he doesn't take care of her.He had already prepared her dress and jewelry beforehand and had it delivered to her at home since he was being held at work.Autumn took her time getting ready with the help of the maids in the house hold. Ever since Autumn was reborn she's
Ivan's hand quaked under the butt of the gun. His eyes reddened, simmering in a heat of hatred. He didn’t know what he hated more—his stupid uncle or the way every single person looked up to him in admiration. He hated it to the fucking core, the same admiration his uncle had gotten when he publicly disowned him and his brothers. He lowered his gaze, and the sight of her pissed him off even more. It wasn’t bad enough that she was the main reason his father tortured him day and night, but she just had to fuck the one person he hated most. "Is this who you left me for? My uncle? After everything I did for you!" Ivan raised his voice, his index finger laced around the trigger. He turned his attention back to his uncle. "And you," he seethed. "What do you think you’re going to gain? Do you really think everyone believes you’re some fucking hero just because you put on some shitty chivalry? You’re a fucking asshole." Ivan spat the words, but Derek didn’t flinch one bit. His eyes lock
Ivan could no longer maintain his composure as he slammed the documents onto the table, his glare drilling into the now-nervous executives. The tension in the room was thick. Just before they could finalize the deal, news broke that Derek and Autumn were on their way to oversee the negotiations. The news spread like wildfire, leaving the company’s employees buzzing with indistinct chatter.Ivan’s eyes darted toward Judas, then to his phone. Twenty-five minutes was left. Judas, however, was seething beneath his calm exterior. Ivan’s outburst had shattered their carefully constructed facade, making them appear inexperienced and unfit to lead the company. Worse still, Derek’s insistence that no meeting should proceed without him complicated matters further. Winning over the executives now would be a fucking uphill battle. If Judas had foreseen his uncle meddling with his plans, he might have considered a more drastic solution, he should have killed him from the beginning."Ivan," Judas
Autumn held her stomach, exhaling a puff of warm air as her stylist tightened the corset further. She had been feeling self-conscious about her figure, and when the stylist suggested a corset, it seemed like a good idea. Now, as the laces pulled taut, she wished she could breathe with ease. After what felt like an eternity, the stylist helped her into a red midi dress—a tailored, structured piece with a V-neckline and a wrap-style bodice. The fabric hugged her frame, cinched at the waist with a matching belt that enhanced her silhouette. Autumn gulped, a forced smile tugging at her lips. "Is the belt really necessary?" she asked with a nervous chuckle. The stylist simply nodded, patting her gently on the back as she adjusted the final touches on the belt. A mirror had been brought over, nestled close to the table near the hospital bed, reflecting Autumn’s image back at her. Her hands fiddled awkwardly as she stared at the woman in the mirror. For a moment, she could barely recogn
The line went dead, and the silence that followed was almost suffocating. Autumn’s hand trembled, her face twisting into a worried pout. She glanced at Evette, then at Derek. “I’m sorry,” she murmured, her voice quivering as she turned to Derek. “They’re going to take everything,” Autumn hissed, her voice rising in panic. “And it’s all my fault.” Before her knees could buckle, Derek caught her mid-fall, pulling her gently back up and guiding her onto the bed. “It’s okay,” he whispered, his voice steady as he wiped the tears streaming down her face. Autumn shook her head bitterly. “It’s not okay. I didn’t think this through. I left the company practically in Judas’s grasp. I was so scared of Iris that I forced Evette to watch over me instead of keeping an eye on him. I handed the company to your nephews on a silver platter,” she sobbed, her voice fragile and broken, like splintered glass. “I let you down.” A pout formed on her lips as Derek continued to dry her tears, liste
Autumn could not decipher if this was a dream. Derek remembers her well not so clearly but he somehow remembers the love he has for her.Derek pulled Autumn close patting the back of her head as she broke down, sobbing into him. The more she cried, the more he felt pathetic for making her this miserable.They both pulled away from the hug, Derek plants a kiss on Autumn's forehead, slowly he kisses her nose. He presses his lips on both her cheek. He pulls away once more, his eyes glued to her lips. Autumn's cheeks spread a warm color across her cheek bones, her eyes plummeting down to her thighs.Derek slowly inched towards her, his heart racing. Autumn shuts her eyes as Derek came closer, his lips brushing against hers."Derek?" Evette screamed in shock as Derek stepped aside to reveal Autumn who's face was redder than a tomato.Autumn immediately saw that Lucas wasn't with her and began to panic."Where is Lucas?" Autumn asked.Evette walked closer to her pulling out her phone."Lu
Derek could feel the world closing on him. It was ridiculous he was looking for someone and didn't even know how they looked like.But he felt if he just saw this person, things would feel better, the pounding headache he was feeling every second would simmer.He dragged his feed forcibly across the cold tile of the hospital. The walls around him began to spin and immediately he figured out if he should just give up."Derek!!!" Derek paused. That had to be his name, the nurse called him Mr Derek earlier. He couldn't force his body to turn, so he just stood there. The sound of footsteps coming closer could be heard till the figure appeared before him.His eyes widened open to get a closer look of the woman."You're awake." Relief was laced in her tone, her eyes wet in tears. Derek slowly extend both his hands, they cupped her face as he pushed his face closer to hers to get a closer look."Autumn?" He asked as the woman shook her head. Derek immediately saw the validity in her gaze an
Ivan rose from his cell, his gaze locking with the wardens as they escorted him out. News had spread like wildfire: Iris and her father were dead in what was being labeled a double suicide. Ivan felt no sorrow, no grief—only disappointment. Iris had taken the easy way out, leaving him alone to bear the weight of their ruined legacy. The wardens led him to the visitation room. A faint smirk tugged at his lips. The only person who would bother to see him was Autumn—it was obvious to him that she was still obsessed with him. But to his surprise, the person waiting for him wasn’t Autumn. It was his brother. Ivan’s face immediately fell into a scowl, his disappointment unmistakable. The look was so clear that even someone miles away could have caught it. He sat down across from Judas, his fury bubbling just beneath the surface. Ivan had never forgiven his brother for betraying him and their father, all to grovel at Autumn’s feet. “What are you doing here?” Ivan snapped, his eyes narro
Derek slowly opened his eyes. The scene before him felt eerily familiar, yet he couldn’t place where he was. Everything around him was white—the bed, the sheets, the pillows, the walls, even the clothes he wore. “Did I die?” he murmured, a wave of nausea washing over him. His face turned ashen, and he was certain it was the only color breaking the monotony of white. Then, his ears caught a faint sound, muffled at first. Children. Were they crying? No, they were laughing. His gaze shifted toward the white door, curiosity tugging at him, urging him to investigate. “Don’t open that door.” Derek froze at a woman’s command, for some reason he did not get a weird surge of panic that a woman was in his room. He slowly turned, his eyes basking at a woman in white, she looked familiar, her skin was as pale as a ghost, her hair shiny and long. She wore a red lipstick that only seemed to be the only interesting contrast on her face.“Stay with me Derek, don’t leave me for her.” The woman warn
Autumn’s eyes remained fixed on the screen, watching the footage of Ivan and Iris’s arrest. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as a wave of relief washed over her—both of them were finally caught, and the rumors tarnishing her name were beginning to fade. The headlines dominating the tabloids were a whirlwind: Elliot’s death, Ivan and Iris’s arrest, and speculation about the whereabouts of the real Charlie Fraser. At last, people were starting to accept the truth about Iris’s plastic surgery, thanks to the damning recording. Turning off the TV, Autumn shifted her focus to her son. She gazed down at him with a soft smile, the corners of her lips curving with a mix of affection and protectiveness.“No one is going to hurt you now, Lucas. Mommy will make sure of that,” Autumn whispered softly to the little one cradled in her arms. If it were possible, she would have held him even tighter, her fear of losing him looming over her like a shadow. She refused to let the nurses take him back to t