All Chapters of The Woman He Detests: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

AVA   I was unpacking our shopping bags when I came across the different items they had gotten from the store and I couldn't help but ask them about it.   "So, you both went out of your way to get different cake items for the birthday" I asked Helena and Isabelle who were making short notice invitations for the party in the sitting room, the first set of invites they had earlier made were already sent and not enough for the party.    Helena looked over her shoulder to the dinning room where all the items had been scattered all over the table.    "Yeah, she's my niece so I thought, why not just give her three giant birthday cakes on her third birthday, don't be sad if mine beats yours anyway. " she said with pride and a smirk on her face.   She looked away from me and faced what she was working on. Isabelle raised her head to stare from me to Helena before raising her ha

                          AVA I moved towards the door that led to the stairs and he followed closely behind. "Listen, I know you were just trying to help Isabelle and all but don't you think you're driving a little too fast ." I told him when I stopped by the stairs.  It's not like I'm trying to pry into his private affairs and letting my insecurities get the better off me but I don't know how possible it is for someone who just got out of a two year old relationship to move on so quickly like Isabelle is doing. She must be really strong to let go that fast.  He sighed and shook his head "I know what I'm doing Ava, I really like Isabelle. I thought you'd be supportive on this." He said very sadly, it made me gulp and feel a pain in my throat. I felt my eyes threatening to water by what he had said, b

RYAN "Helena, Ryan is apologising for what he did, how he reacted." Adrian begged her. I made Adrian ask her over the phone if she was at home this evening since she's usually at home by now. She has been avoiding me like a plague since the day of that incident and it was all because of Ava. I have done everything possible to make her listen to me or forgive me but she wouldn't do any of that.  When we rang the doorbell, she excitedly opened the door for us thinking it was just Adrian and Gwen, she smiled at them so happily but once her eyes found me, she slammed the door in our faces. It took a miracle for her to open the door for us because we knew how unruly she could be, we used the only mutual thing we had with her to get her to open the door, Adrian's deteriorating health. We used the front door intercom to remind her of Adrian's health and she came running to the door, opening it immediat

 RYAN It felt good taunting her, watching her try to act all tough and break down in front of me.  It gave me some kind of satisfaction to watch how much my words got to her. When I left her office after she threatened to call in the security, I couldn't stop myself from going back to her office and causing her more pain.  So I went back having nothing to say until the random idea about her planning my wedding with that Ciara girl and that blew up in my face. I was pretty annoyed by the way Ava turned the game around and I was bent on making her pay for that. I drove my car out of her company's premises and parked it in a corner where she wouldn't be able to spot it.  Soon, I saw her drive out of the compound and followed her car. My plan was to know exactly where she lived until she stopped in front of a club

AVA "Then who would?" She stared at me before replying "I have no idea." she shrugged.  "I thought as much." I spat and lifted the wine glass and drank the content all at once.  "We both know that you still love Ryan." She said with a good amount of seriousness in her voice. My mind went back to what he did to me today and the marks on my body which I was able to cover the ones on my neck with a concealer after taking my bath today.  I gritted my teeth remembering the amount of pain I felt between my legs earlier today "I curse the day... the day I fell in love with Ryan." I spat "If this were a few years back or even a week ago I would have gladly fought to be back in his arms. Ciara some wounds are hard to heal... some wounds are very hard to heal while some never heal at all." I told her with a cold voice. &