All Chapters of Ex-Wife Sweet Revenge: She Strikes Back!: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Ava and Luke stepped into the ravishing restaurant, surrounded by lavish decor and soft, golden lighting. The room was filled with the gentle hum of conversation and the clinking of fine china. Crystal chandeliers refracted light, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the walls.Luke pulled out a chair for Ava, his eyes locked on hers as she sat down. The table was set with crisp, white linens and adorned with a stunning floral arrangement.Ava's gaze met Luke's, her smile radiant. "This is breathtaking," she whispered.Luke's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "I'm glad you like it. I wanted to make tonight special."Their conversation flowed effortlessly, like a gentle stream, as they discussed everything from their dreams to their passions.As they talked, a waiter approached, his demeanor impeccable. "Good evening, sir, madam. May I take your order?"Luke glanced at Ava, his eyes seeking her input. "What will you have, my sugar?"Ava's eyes sparkled as she scanned the me

Amelia entered the villa of the Timberlakes' building, her casual dress a stark contrast to the luxurious surroundings. She wore a simple polo shirt and jeans, her feet clad in comfortable sneakers. A canvas bag was slung over her shoulder, and a cap shaded her face. A camera hung around her neck, a testament to her passion for photography.As she strode through the villa, her eyes scanned the surroundings, taking in the opulent decor. The sound of gentle splashing drew her attention to the pool at the front, its crystal-clear waters reflecting the sun's rays.Seated on a small bench outside the villa was Gloria, her shades perched on her nose, her eyes fixed on Amelia. She wore a longer, flowing dress, its colors vibrant and bold, a statement piece in the serene surroundings.The villa's exterior was a testament to the Timberlakes' wealth, with lush greenery and meticulously manicured lawns. The sound of birdsong filled the air, and the scent of blooming flowers wafted through the b

The room was filled with a sense of peace and joy as if the very air was infused with happiness. The soft glow of the candles and the warm smile of the guests created a serene atmosphere, where love and contentment reigned supreme.Luke, ever the gracious host, was engaged in conversation with Mia, laughing and chatting with ease. Meanwhile, Ava stood alone, a soft smile on her face as she gazed at Luke with adoration. She felt like the luckiest person alive, grateful for the love and happiness that Luke had brought into her life.As she stood there, lost in thought, Ava couldn't help but feel her heart swell with emotion. She thought to herself, "I'm so grateful for this man, who brings me joy every day. I'm falling more and more in love with him, and I don't know how I'd ever live without him."Just as she was lost in her reverie, Ava's mother, Mrs. Greenfield, approached her, a gentle smile on her face. "Why are you standing alone, sweetie?" she asked, concern etched on her feature

Jackson's hands reached out to steady Ava, his touch gentle, but Ava's reaction was instantaneous. She flung his hands away, her eyes flashing with anger, her voice cold as ice. "Don't touch me. I'm fine. You can leave now."Jackson's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched, his face a mask of concern. "You should be careful, Ava. My aunt and Amelia are planning something. I think, but I know it can't be good."Ava's laugh was harsh, her eyes rolling in disdain. "Like you care," she spat, her voice dripping with venom.Jackson's mouth opened as if to say something more, but he seemed to think better of it. His eyes lingered on Ava's face, searching for something, before he turned and walked away, leaving Ava shaken and alone.Ava turned away, her shaking breaths the only sign of her turmoil. She walked into the penthouse, her composure brittle, her mind reeling with questions. How had this escaped her notice? She had no idea Amelia was out of prison already. A chill ran down her spine. For

The next morning, at the gigantic Timberlake mansion, the family gathered for breakfast in the grand dining hall. Mr. Timberlake, his face paralyzed, sat in his wheelchair, reliant on Gloria to feed him. Amelia, seated across from them, ate her meal with a mixture of disdain and superiority.The door swung open, and Luke stood in the entrance, his presence commanding attention. His cold stare swept the room, his eyes lingering on each face before settling on the family. He wore a tailored suit, his blazer accentuating his broad shoulders, exuding an aura of power and control.The room fell silent, fear etched on every face. How did he get in undetected? Amelia's eyes widened, her mouth opening to form a silent "Luke Richardson." She stuttered, "W-what are you doing here?"A bodyguard rushed behind Luke breathing heavily in exhaustion. He had been chasing Luke and trying to stop him from entering. Gloria nodded at the guard to let Luke be. Luke now walks majestically to the front of