บททั้งหมดของ Ex-Wife Sweet Revenge: She Strikes Back!: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

After Luke disappeared from view, Ava pushed away from Jackson, her voice firm. "Stop, Jackson. Whatever mess you have, whatever guilt you carry, is none of my business. And never try to make a move on me again."Jackson's face contorted in regret. "Sorry, Ava. I didn't mean to—"Ava cut him off, her tone unyielding. "Just sorry, Jackson. That's all."With a swift turn, she excused herself and walked away, her heels clicking toward the closet. But as she reached for the door handle, a hand grasped her wrist, yanking her into the corner. Ava flinched, her heart racing, until she saw Luke's face... his eyes cold and icy, his jaw clenched in a fierce scowl.The contrast between his usual warm smile and this frozen expression sent a shiver down her spine. Ava's initial fear gave way to a gentle smile, hoping to thaw the chill from his face. But Luke's grip remained firm, his gaze unyielding, as if he struggled to contain a storm brewing within.Ava asked, "What's wrong, Luke?"Luke's vo

As the teachers and staff continued to fawn over Amelia Timberlake and Ava Richardson, a sudden scream pierced the air, shattering the tranquility. The group rushed towards the sound, their faces etched with concern. They burst into the classroom, where chaos reigned.Amelia's son, John, lay on the ground, blood trickling from his lips. Another boy, his face red with anger, stood over him, fists clenched. The air was thick with tension.Quickly the teacher rushed to separate the boys. "What happened here?" Mrs. White demanded, her voice firm but laced with a hint of panic.The angry boy, still seething, pointed at John. "He started it! He called my mom a liar!"Amelia's eyes widened in horror as she rushed to John's side. "Oh, my baby! What have they done to you?"Ava's gaze swept the scene, she wasn’t one to talk but she had questions, regardless she remained mute and just watched the show. What had ignited this violence? A question no one asked. “You….” Amelia's face contorted in

Ava and Amelia accompanied John to the school clinic, concern etched on Amelia’s face. As the nurse tended to John's wound, Amelia's emotions boiled over. "I'm so pissed, Ava! I can't contain the tears," she whispered, pretending to cry.Ava played along, offering comforting words. "Calm down, Amelia. Thank God John is okay. It could have been worse."Amelia's anger and indignation poured out. "How can they treat my kid like that? I'll make sure the school knows about all this. They must pay for the damages they’ve caused to my son. I'm withdrawing John from this school. I won't let them bully him again!"The nurse, oblivious to the acting, continued treating John's wound, while Ava and Amelia maintained their charade, their eyes locked in a knowing glance. Amelia was determined to protect John and bring the truth to light, no matter the cost. But, Ava on the other hand careless.Ava sat cross-legged, her expression calm, while Amelia paced around the room, her emotions in turmoil. "I

Ava and Amelia drove into the parking lot of the penthouse and immediately the car came to a halt, Amelia was seen rushing the door to an open and walking swiftly, her face stained with red blood. Ava and John came out afterward. She walked hand in hand with John until they got inside and took a lift with Amelia who remained silent and her face furious. As the lift to their floor opened, Amelia rushed out and headed for the apartment door. Putting in the passcode, she pulled the door open and stormed inside the apartment. Ava and John tailed her from behind. As she saw Jackson seated in the lightened sitting room, she rushed to him, with a crying face. “Oh, Jackson see what they did to me.” Ava and John appeared behind her, watching the scene unfold before them. “What happened? Who did this to you?” Jackson asked hugging Amelia who was fuming like a child. “Ava.” He looked at her and she just greeted him with a nod. “Evening, Jackson. It was an accident made by Mrs

Ava lounged in the sitting room of her penthouse, surrounded by opulence and grandeur. The morning sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted her poised figure, her raven hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of night. Luke had left for the office, leaving her alone in the vast space.She reached for her phone and dialed Stanley's number, her eyes fixed on the city skyline outside. When he answered, she spoke with precision, her voice commanding. "Stanley, I need you to schedule a meeting with my partners and a press conference."Stanley's tone was cautious. "A press conference, ma'am? May I ask why?"Ava's smile was a masterclass in politics. "I'm announcing my participation in the upcoming congressional race. I aim to compete with Jackson, and I need the public on my side."Stanley's pause was palpable. "Is that wise, ma'am? I mean, competing with Jackson directly... it's like fighting a dog head-on."Ava's laughter was low and husky. "Do you have a better plan, Sta