All Chapters of Ex-Wife Sweet Revenge: She Strikes Back!: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Lisa's promise to take care of John seemed to bring Amelia a small sense of comfort, but her eyes still brimmed with tears. "Thank you, Lisa," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Thank you for being the only one who still cares about me."Lisa's expression was a mix of sadness and frustration. "Amelia, I care about you, but I can't keep enabling your behavior. You need to face the consequences of your actions and learn from your mistakes."Amelia's gaze dropped, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "I know, Lisa. I'm just so scared. I don't know what's going to happen to me."Lisa's voice was firm but gentle. "You need to face your fears, Amelia. You need to take responsibility for your actions and make amends. That's the only way you'll ever be able to move on from this."Amelia's eyes flashed with anger but then seemed to realize the truth in Lisa's words. She nodded slowly, her eyes filling with tears again. "You're right, Lisa. I'm so sorry. Sorry for everything."Lisa's expres

The next morning, Ava woke up in Luke's bed, her head nestled on his bare chest, his steady heartbeat lulling her into a sense of tranquility. As she opened her eyes, she was met with the most breathtaking sight - Luke's handsome face, his hair scattered messily across his forehead, his eyes closed in slumber.Her hands slowly slid down his chest and felt his packs and his hard biceps. Her heart skipped a bit. The morning sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the sharp contours of his features, making him look like a work of art. Ava's heart swelled with love and gratitude as she gazed at him, feeling like the heavens had finally granted her every wish.The room was filled with a warm, golden light, casting a magical glow over everything. The soft sheets and blankets enveloped them in a cozy embrace, making Ava feel like she was wrapped in a cloud. The air was filled with the sweet scent of Luke's cologne, mingling with the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting fro

Stanley's voice was urgent, "Ava, I'm so sorry, I misspoke earlier. Jackson is about to leave with John, but they haven't departed yet. They're still at the airport."Ava sprang into action, jumping out of bed and rushing to put on her dress. "I have to get there, Stanley. I have to stop him."Luke, still lying on the bed, sat up, concern etched on his face. "Ava, Are you going to leave now? What can I help with?"“Like you have just overheard.”Ava's hands moved swiftly, zipping up her dress. "Jackson's taking John away. I have to get to the airport, now."“Okay, operation stop Jackson from sending his son out of the country.”Luke threw off the covers, getting out of bed. "Do you want me to drive you?"“Uhhh…”Ava's eyes met his, gratitude shining in them. "Yes, please. We have to hurry."Luke nodded, already moving towards the door. "Let's go. We'll make it to the airport in time."Ava grabbed her purse and followed Luke out of the room, her heart racing with anxiety. She had to get t

Luke and Ava finally caught up to Jackson and John, stopping them in their tracks at the front of the entrance to the plane. Jackson's eyes narrowed, his expression darkening as he took in the sight of Ava and Luke."What are you doing here?" Jackson demanded, his voice low and menacing. “And why are you blocking my part?”“Isn’t it obvious?”Ava stood tall, her eyes locked on Jackson's. "I'm here to stop you from sending John away," she said, her voice firm and resolute.Jackson sneered. "Why do you care? He's not even your son."Ava's eyes flashed with determination and bitterness at the fact she had no child. "I know why you're doing this, Jackson. John is your weak point, the only thing that can bring you down. You're trying to protect yourself by sending him away."“Funny,” Jackson's expression faltered for a moment before he regained his composure. "You don't know what you're talking about," he snarled.But Ava pressed on. "Does your son know about our past, Jackson? Or know abou

Jackson stepped off the plane in Europe, his mind racing with thoughts of his son, John. He had finally brought him out of the country, away from Ava's influence, and he was determined to make things right between them. The weight of his mistakes hung heavy on his shoulders, and he knew he had a long road ahead of him to regain John's trust.As they made their way to the hotel, John remained silent, his eyes fixed on the floor. Jackson tried to engage him in conversation, asking about his flight, his thoughts, anything to break the ice. But John refused to respond, his silence a palpable force between them.When they arrived at the hotel, Jackson tried again to talk to John, hoping that the change of scenery would help ease the tension. “How did you enjoy the flight?”He asked but John just shook his head, his eyes flashing with anger, and said, "Stay away from me, Father. I don't want to talk to you."Jackson was taken aback, feeling a stinging sensation from his son's rejection. He