All Chapters of Ex-Wife Sweet Revenge: She Strikes Back!: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Ava and Stanley entered her apartment, the darkness enveloping them like a shroud, a heavy blanket that suffocated all light. Ava's hands moved automatically to the light switch, her fingers closing around it like a vice, as if grasping for a lifeline. The light flickered to life, casting a warm glow over the room, illuminating the familiar contours of her furniture, the soft cushions, the warm colors.The silence of the house was oppressive, a heavy blanket that suffocated all sound, leaving only the soft hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen, a steady heartbeat that echoed through the stillness. Ava's eyes scanned the room, her gaze lingering on the familiar contours of her home, the soft cushions, the warm colors, the memories that lingered in every corner.Ava turned to Stanley, her eyes locking onto his, her expression softening, her gaze searching for something, a lifeline, a connection. She sighed, a deep, shuddering breath as if releasing all her tension, all her fears, all

The cry of babies filled the air, a sweet and precious sound that filled Ava's heart with joy and filled the room with warmth. Gloria held one of the twins in her arm, the girl, and looked at Ava with a smile that sent shivers down her spine. "This one looks pretty as you," she said, her voice dripping with malice and a hint of satisfaction. "And the boy looks exactly like Luke."Ava's face lit up with joy as she gazed at the face of her child, her eyes drinking in every feature, every curve, every tiny detail. She started to cry, tears of happiness streaming down her face, mixing with tears of fear and desperation. She reached out her arms, eager to hold her baby, to cradle her in her arms, and never let her go.But Gloria pulled back, a cruel glint in her eye, a smile that seemed to grow wider with Ava's distress. "Too bad you won't get to see your children again," Gloria said, her voice cold and heartless, devoid of any compassion. "This is the last time you'll ever lay eyes on t

Officer Thompson burst into the hospital room with his men, his eyes scanning the room and the people in it until they landed on Luke, standing tall and determined. Thompson's jaw dropped in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Luke, what...how are you...? You were in a coma just months ago, and now you're standing like nothing's wrong?"The doctor stepped forward, a mix of amazement and caution on his face. "This is a miracle, Luke. Your recovery is unprecedented. But I have to advise you, it's not safe for you to leave the hospital. You need to heal, your body needs time to recover from the trauma it's been through."Luke's expression was unyielding, his eyes flashing with determination. "I don't care about my body. My wife's life is of utmost importance. I need to find her, now. Every minute counts."The doctor hesitated, trying to reason with Luke. "But Luke, you can't just leave. You're not even supposed to be standing, let alone walking out of here. You need to stay and let us

Ava left the room, her heart still heavy from the conversation with Amelia. She needed to clear her head and reconnect with Luke and their babies. As she entered the room, she saw Luke sitting on the couch, their baby nestled in his arms. Her heart swelled with love, and she couldn't help but smile."Hey, where were you?" Luke asked, looking up at her with concern.“The kids have been crying and need some breast milk I think.”“Sorry…”Ava waved her hand dismissively. "Just went to freshen up myself. How's the baby doing?"“It’s okay, maybe we’d do this at the hospital, first,” Luke's expression turned serious. "We need to leave. Not to a hospital, okay? Somewhere safe."Ava nodded, her mind racing. "Okay, let's go."As they prepared to leave, Ava suddenly stopped, her legs buckling beneath her. “What’s wrong? Why are you stopping?” Ava didn’t respond but just held to her head like she was feeling lots of pain there and before she knew it, she fell, Luke's eyes widened in alarm as she

As the plane touched down at Rome's Leonardo da Vinci–Fiumicino Airport, Italy, Amelia felt a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Excitement at the prospect of reuniting with her son, John, wrestled with nervousness about facing Jackson again. The warm Italian sunlight streaming through the windows seemed to amplify her anxiety.Ethan, the charming stranger she had met on the plane, smiled warmly as they gathered their belongings. His piercing blue eyes crinkled at the corners, and his dark hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck."It was great talking to you, Amelia," Ethan said, his deep voice filled with sincerity. "I'll call you soon, okay?"“Yeah…sure,” Amelia smiled, feeling a spark of connection. "I'd like that."They exchanged numbers, and Ethan leaned in to kiss her cheek. His warm breath sent shivers down her spine. "Arrivederci, Amelia. Buona fortuna."Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She had not been expecting the kiss. Was this a sign to go out with him? No, she stil