All Chapters of After a face Surgery, I revenge on my Ex-husband: Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

"My body is not a machine! I've got to rest man. By the way, you know we are not chill in the first place! Don't ask me what, 'cause you know what you did." Addams grabbed her by her belly and dragged her closer, "I'm sorry but I can't do that. Anyways, enjoy your stay here, I'll be going to another room since you don't want to do what I want you to do or what's necessary," he walked out of her and she entered under the duvet, covering her face and in a low tone, she muttered, "Thank goodness!" *** In the room where Ava was, she closed her eyes and yawned while trying hard to get sleep into her eyes. Just as sleep was about getting her, her phone rang. It was a call from the President. She looked at the phone and shook her head, "Mtcheew. I'm tired!". The call continued again and she had to put the phone back on silence. She rolled over and laid on her back, her eyes open and she looked at the ceiling. "This is really crazy, my heart still skipped a beat when I saw him. The

"No baby, i'll take charge in the room, remember?" Ava said, taking a step back then she walked quickly out of the bathroom that she almost fell as she she that he was walking towards her with his monster dangling when she turned to look back at him. "Stop running and what happens if you do it here?" He asked and haulted midway. Ava turned her back to him, when she got to the door, "Stop trying to be a party pooper. Okay...I lead I rule," she playfully said at the top of her voice then she winked at him and closed the door. "How do I get out of this mess? I don't want him to get down on me!!!" She screamed in her head. "I can't be having multiple body counts, no way... that's not even what I like," she said in her head and walked away to the bed. The moment he came out, her heart skipped a beat, and she screamed in her head, "Goodness me! I'm going to have to be....smart cause hell na....he is even out with his crotch dangling and good lord it's so big and longgg...no way I c

Later in the night while Ava sat down in the living room, the clock ticked softly in the background as Ava sat cross-legged on the plush couch in the grand living room. A single lamp illuminated the space, casting long shadows on the walls. She poked at the remnants of her dinner—grilled chicken and salad, chewing absentmindedly while the faint hum of the television played in the background. The president still wasn’t back. Ava glanced at her phone, and then at the ornate clock on the wall. It was nearing midnight, and she hadn’t heard a single word from him. Even though it was a good thing at least she didn't know why she even bothered to think about it. “Probably still at some meeting,” she muttered under her breath, stabbing a piece of lettuce with her fork. Her mind was racing, but she forced herself to focus on the TV, hoping the distraction would help fast racing heart. “This is not normal. Why is my heart beating this quick?” she muttered rhetorically. Picking up the r

Bright beams of light lit up the dark part as another car sped into view. Tyres screeched as it came to a halt, and before Ava could process what was happening, a tall figure emerged, gun in hand. “Get away from her!” a deep voice bellowed. The men froze for a moment, startled by the newcomer. Shots rang out, and Ava ducked instinctively, covering her head. She heard shouting, the scuffle of footsteps, and then silence. When she finally lifted her head, the men were gone, their SUV speeding away into the night. The tall figure approached her car, his face now illuminated by the glow of his car’s headlights. It was Harvis. “Are you okay?” he asked, his tone firm but laced with concern. Ava blinked, still trying to process what had just happened. “You… you followed me?” “I’ve been keeping an eye on you,” he admitted, helping her out of the wrecked car. “I had a feeling something like this would happen. You’ve made enemies, Ava—powerful ones.” She stared at him, her breat

In the moment of love, Ava gets all the details she needs from Freddo and every secret she wants. Meanwhile Addams on the other hand, denies him of every bodily pleasure. “I can't have sex because I don't want to have a baby yet also so I won't take down my career,” she will always use as an excuse every time Aiden tries to hit on her. A month later, at the gala, an annual event was held to celebrate the timber and calibres of the society. Ava sat gracefully in a corner, her red dress hugging her form with elegance. Addams, sat next to Ava, holding her palms and smiling at her and looking back at the person under the spotlight The host, an exuberant middle-aged woman with a microphone in hand, smiled brightly as she called Ava to the stage. “And now, a few words from one of our most prominent models and stars Ava!” “What? I was going to speak?” she asked rhetorically trying to suppress her surprise while she stood up from the chair. The applause was deafening, and Ava felt