"Where's Avery?" Mrs. Park asked, her tone dripping with scorn as she and Mr. Park arrived at the dining table and took their seats."She's sick, so she's going to be a bit late," David explained."Sick? Really? What happened to her? Is it something serious? Should we call the family doctor?" James inquired, genuine concern in his voice."No, it's not that serious. She just woke up with a stomach ache this morning," David reassured his dad."Wow. You must have quite the touch, managing to get her pregnant within two days of marriage. Your business skills may be lacking, but your bed skills seem to be quite impressive," Alex smirked at David, a devilish glint in his eye."Must you always talk? Can't you keep quiet for once?" David retorted."What?" Alex slammed his hand resolutely on the table. "Enough!" James interjected, his voice firm. "No arguments at the breakfast table."Both boys obeyed their father's command and began eating breakfast in silence."After breakfast, give me Ave
His heart raced and thumped harder, torn between reciprocating the hug and reminding himself of the pain she had caused him. After a moment, he gently unraveled her arms from around him."What is it? Why did you want to meet?" David asked, keeping his tone firm."Aren't you happy to see me?" Melissa responded, her voice tinged with sadness."I want to be, but I just can't," David confessed, meeting her gaze. Seeing the tears welling in her eyes, he couldn't help cupping her right cheek in his palm."Tears? Stop it. It breaks my heart every time I see you cry. What happened, Mel?" David asked, his voice softening."It's Alex. Alex is a monster, and I can't take it anymore!" Melissa exclaimed, her emotions overflowing.David's hand dropped from her face, and he turned away for a deep breath, needing a moment to process her words as hearing the name 'Alex' made him furious."You didn't know that when you opened your legs for him?" David scoffed, his bitterness seeping into his words."Da
Avery's phone abruptly rang, jolting her out of a peaceful slumber. With a groan, she fumbled for her phone to see the caller ID flashing the name "Robert.""What is it?" she grumbled, rubbing her eyes."Seriously? Since yesterday, you couldn't call to thank me for the gift?" came Robert's accusatory voice.Confusion washed over Avery's face as she murmured, "What gift?""The hundred thousand dollars I sent to you. That's my wedding gift to you," Robert declared proudly.Her eyes widened in disbelief. "So it wasn't Mom who asked you to send it to me?" she inquired hesitantly."Mom? Emily? You know she never goes back on her word. Why would you think it was from her?" Robert scoffed.A pang of disappointment stung Avery's heart. "Oh..." she muttered."Why did you gift me that amount of money then?" Avery demanded."Like I said, wedding gift. I am happy you are married now, so I just thought to give you a present. And I know you really needed the money," Robert explained, his voice sof
Avery woke up the next morning feeling slightly better than the restless night before. She stretched her tired body for a few seconds, trying to erase the lingering thoughts of the previous night's chaos. Determined to start fresh, she made her way out of her room into the living room, only to be greeted by the unwelcome evidence of the wild night that had taken place. Empty beer bottles cluttered the center table, clothing items like jackets and t-shirts were scattered haphazardly throughout the room, and even the front door was wide open. Closing her eyes, Avery attempted to dismiss the frustration bubbling inside her. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't ignore the mess that lay before her. Just two days had passed since she had meticulously cleaned the entire house, and now it was a disaster yet again. The sight of the unkempt surroundings grated on her nerves; she despised living amidst such disorder."No responsible adult should have such disregard for cleanliness,
"A restaurant?" David said. It was Saturday, 8pm, and the address he had snapped at Melissa's house led him to a restaurant.He parked in the restaurant's parking lot and went inside.To his surprise, the restaurant was empty with no staff in sight."Maybe I got the date wrong. Perhaps it's next Saturday," he thought as he turned to leave."Mr. David Park?" A feminine voice called out his name.A staff member, dressed in official attire, approached him."How do you know my name?" David asked suspiciously."I was informed that a 'Mr. David Park' would be arriving today at 8pm and I am supposed to direct him to the hall," the lady explained."The hall?""Yes, sir. Please follow me," she said and began leading the way.David felt a mixture of curiosity and unease as he followed her. Something didn't feel right. Maybe he should text his current location to..."Oh..." he realized that he didn't have Avery's number."Damn it!" he muttered under his breath."So, this small and unremarkable
Avery stepped out of the taxi, carrying some of the groceries she had just purchased. After deciding to have dinner out, she decided to swing by the supermarket on her way home. As she entered the living room, she noticed that all the lights were strangely switched off."He's not back yet?" she wondered to herself. She flicked on the lights and let out a scream when she saw David kneeling on the floor. His head was bowed, eyes shut tightly, and his hands resting on his thighs."What's wrong with him?" Avery exclaimed. Although he was blocking her path, she cautiously maneuvered around him, making sure not to disturb him. However, just as she reached his side, David unexpectedly grasped her wrist, startling Avery."Let go of me," Avery demanded, trying to free her wrist from his grip."Please, let's talk," David pleaded.Avery managed to wriggle her wrist free and replied, "Go talk to someone else," before retreating to the kitchen to unpack the groceries. They hadn't spoken since th
It was a tranquil Sunday morning, and the soft rays of sunlight played upon the living room floor through the window. Avery slowly opened her eyes, realizing she had drifted off to sleep on the couch. She couldn't help but let out a wide yawn and stretch her hands above her head, feeling so energized. As she prepared to rise to her feet, a surprising sight caught her attention. David, fast asleep, had somehow ended up resting his head on her lap.A mix of confusion and disbelief washed over Avery. How had he, of all people, ended up falling asleep on her lap? She couldn't help but gaze at him, captivated by the serenity and gentleness that veiled his features. In that moment, he seemed to exude a magnetic allure, making her heart skip a beat."Oh my god, what am I thinking?" She forcibly pulled herself back to reality, reminding herself that this was far from acceptable behavior. But she couldn't deny the undeniable truth - he truly was attractive. Avery found herself tempted
"Seriously? A vacation? You're killing me right now," Avery exclaimed with excitement, her voice filled with envy as she chatted with Jennifer on the phone. Jennifer had just broken the news that her boyfriend, Joseph, was whisking her away on a romantic getaway."Of course I am! I've been counting down the days to the party. I desperately need a break from this place; it's driving me insane," Avery replied, frustration evident in her tone.Just as she spoke, David, sweaty and flushed from his post-gym workout, entered the kitchen where Avery was preparing breakfast. Absorbed in her conversation, she barely noticed him as he began making himself a cup of tea."Yeah! This place sucks," Avery said."Ouch!" David said, nudging Avery as she spoke on the phone."Stop bothering me," Avery said to David.Avery chuckled at Jennifer's words, "Not you! Just someone unimportant lurking around me."David pretended to be hurt, pouting in response to Avery's dismissive comment."Alright then, I'll s
**Four Years Later** The jet touched down softly on the private airstrip, its engines humming as it rolled to a stop. Inside, Avery stared out the window, her thoughts swirling like the clouds they had just descended through. Her twins, Michael and Marissa, were too excited to sit still, their small faces pressed against the glass, eyes wide with anticipation. It had been four long years since she had left, and now, the thought of stepping back into her past, of reclaiming her role at Stellar and the life she had once known, filled her with a strange mix of emotions—nervousness, hope, and maybe even a touch of fear. As the plane's door opened, the cool breeze rushed in, sweeping across the cabin. Avery took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. The twins, unbuckled and bursting with energy, leapt out of their seats, their laughter echoing through the cabin as they bounded toward the open door. "Mom! It's Uncle Simon!" Marissa squealed, her small hand pointing towar
Avery remained under the covers, her fingers tracing the edges of the divorce agreement, rereading the terms yet again. The cold legal language mirrored the hollow feeling in her chest. A soft knock interrupted her thoughts, followed by the familiar sound of Simon stepping into the room. “Hey,” she greeted him, sitting up slowly, trying to muster a smile. "Here’s the lemonade you asked for," Simon said, chuckling as he handed her the glass. "Though it’s store-bought, not homemade." “I wasn’t expecting you to squeeze lemons in the kitchen,” she smiled, accepting the drink. As she took a sip, her eyes fell on the fresh cut on his lip. “What happened to you? Your lip…” “Oh, that,” Simon shrugged casually. “Got into a fight with some guy at the store. He wanted the last bottle of lemonade. You should’ve seen him—it was ridiculous,” he added with a playful wink. Avery shook her head lightly, amused by his antics, but her smile faded as her thoughts returned to the papers in her ha
"Avery..." His voice cracked as he whispered her name into the silent room. He rushed out in search of her, running through the house in a frantic hurry. He flung open her bedroom door, but it hit him like a punch to the gut—her things were gone. "No... no... no... don’t do this to me, Avery," he muttered, breathlessly, racing outside to the driveway. Her car was missing too. Panic seized him, his heart hammering in his chest. He hurried back inside, grabbing his phone with trembling hands, dialing her number. "The number you are trying to call doesn’t exist..." was the cold, automated response. The phone slipped from his grip, landing on the bed with a soft thud. David stared at it in disbelief, his mind whirling. She’d disconnected her phone. It was as if she’d wiped herself clean from his life, leaving him in a void of emptiness. "No, no, no... this can’t be happening," he whispered to himself, a mixture of fear and frustration bubbling up inside him. He snatched his car key
David stared at the paper in disbelief. "Divorce Agreement." The words felt foreign on the paper, like they belonged in someone else’s life—not his. Not Avery’s. Not their life. "Avery..." His voice cracked as he looked up at her, his eyes searching for answers, for a trace of hope. "I thought we were okay. I thought we were—" "Okay?" Avery interrupted, her voice sharp, laced with anger and hurt. "We were never okay. Not since the moment you betrayed me. Not since you let Stephanie and the rest of them walk all over me." David shook his head, stepping closer to her, desperation evident in his every movement. "But I thought we were moving past it. We’ve been through so much together—this doesn’t have to end like this. We can fix this, Avery." Avery's expression hardened, the tears threatening to spill over but held back by sheer force of will. "You slept with Stephanie! Stephanie!" She spat the name out like poison. "All because you found out that she and I had a thing in the
The room felt suffocating, thick with unsaid words and emotions neither could fully express. Avery stood still, her eyes reflecting a mix of resolve and vulnerability, while Emma, regarded her with an air of superiority, completely unbothered by the emotional storm brewing between them. "What exactly are you doing, Avery?" Emma asked, her tone still icy. "Trying to win some sort of 'wife of the year' award? You certainly won't be getting any accolades here." Avery’s throat tightened. She knew Emma's better nature still existed, and she was just hurt by her kids' actions and it was heartbreaking, standing in front of her and seeing nothing but disdain. "I am supporting my husband," Avery responded, her voice steady, though her eyes were pleading for some semblance of understanding. But it was clear Emma had none to offer. "Support him?" Emma scoffed. She snapped her fingers, her face hardening as she barked, "Security!" The door opened, and two large men entered the room, their
The room descended into a profound silence, each word from Avery hanging heavy in the air, striking like a hammer on stone. Her calm, controlled demeanor was a stark contrast to the chaos Stephanie had attempted to create. David sat still beneath her firm yet gentle grip on his shoulders, the weight of her presence both comforting and intimidating. He had no idea what was coming next, but he was certain that nothing would remain the same. Stephanie’s eyes darted around the room, searching for someone to back her up, but she found none. Olivia, her ally, had fallen silent, her confidence shattered by Avery’s revelations. The air buzzed with tension as every eye fixated on Avery, waiting for her next move. "Stephanie," Avery’s voice sliced through the quiet, calm yet laced with an edge of steel. "You’ve spun a web of lies, hoping to destroy the man I love. But your plan was flawed from the beginning." Her gaze hardened, her words precise and cutting. "Your desperation led you t
All eyes turned toward her as she strode confidently into the room, the clicking of her heels echoing through the tense silence. She was dressed in a sharp, corporate ensemble—a tailored navy blazer over a crisp white blouse, paired with form-fitting pants that emphasized her graceful yet commanding presence. Her dark, wavy hair cascaded just past her shoulders, framing a face set with bold determination. A pop of red lipstick gave her a look of unshakable confidence. In her hand, an elegant leather bag swayed as she approached the table. Without hesitation, she dropped it onto the surface with a controlled authority. Standing behind David, she gently placed her manicured hands on his tense shoulders, her touch both reassuring and unwavering. The air in the room shifted, and her presence seemed to electrify the space, demanding attention without uttering a word.David’s heart raced. His shoulders tensed beneath her hands. What was she doing here? This wasn’t how he imagined her fi
As the meeting adjourned, David stormed back into his office, his mind swirling with unanswered questions. The situation with Stephanie should have been wrapped up by now, but somehow, Alex had twisted things in his favor. Now, this scandalous post was threatening to bring everything crashing down. Grabbing his phone, David quickly dialed his lawyer. "I need damage control, and I need it now," David barked into the phone. "Find out who truly made that post, and locate Stephanie. We can't afford to let this story gain any more traction." His lawyer's voice came through steady but cautious. "We'll get to work, but David, this is going to be tricky. We need solid evidence on your side-and fast. Especially considering the... steps you took to distance her from the situation." David ran a frustrated hand through his hair, trying to maintain his composure. "Get it done. Fast. And prepare something for the emergency board meeting. I'm not going down without a fight." After hangin
He was busy in his office when Olivia knocked on his door and entered."Is there a problem?" David asked."Not exactly. I just came to report to you that Stephanie resigned. She dropped her resignation letter this morning, and everyone said they didn't see her when she came to drop it," Olivia said. "Ohh, that's cool. Her paycheck should be sent to her," David ordered. "Yeah... they are working on that, but don't you think it is weird? The letter just showed up on the table this morning even though she wasn't at Phoenix this morning, and she isn't even reachable too," Olivia said."Reachable? You tried contacting her?" "Yes. Not just me. We all tried. She was passionate about her job, and it is super odd that she resigned out of the blue," Olivia said."Well... do I look like I care? Also, is that your job?" David frowned at Olivia.Her gaze fell to the floor, and she bowed her head before exiting.His door opened again, and this time around, it was Avery."Hey, look at you, lookin