All Chapters of Her Return-Her Revenge: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Levi POV“ Why won’t it?”I scoffed at the lawyer’s replies, “Are you serious? That’s insane! I can’t make Aviva do anything she doesn’t want to. And even if I could, there’s no way in hell she’s going back to that monster.”The lawyer looked at me, narrowing his eyes. “Fine, then we’ll see you in court.” He turned on his heel,walking off down the hallway.Joel walked out of the court room and stared at me, " you're indeed stubborn and i'll make sure you lose more than you think" “You’ve got this all wrong, Joel. This isn’t about being stubborn. It’s about doing what’s right. I won’t stand by and watch you destroy Aviva’s life just because your ego can’t take a hit.”“Oh, but you’re willing to destroy MY life?” Joel spat back. “You’ve taken everything from me. my wife, my dignity, my reputation. You think you can just waltz in here and win? You’ve got another thing coming.”I held my ground. “I never set out to destroy you, Joel. But I’m not going to apologize for falling in love wit

Levi POVI rushed over to Aviva, pulling her into a tight hug“We did it,” I whispered, kissing the top of her head. “We won.”Aviva pulled back, with a smile on her face. “We did,” she whispered back, cupping my face in her hands.Sara appeared at our side, a grin on her face.“I told you we could beat him,” Sara said, giving me a playful punch in the arm. “And you doubted me.”I laughed, rubbing the spot she’d hit. “You were right, Sara. You were right all along.”Sara beamed, pleased with herself. “So, what’s next for you two lovebirds? Go back to your love net?” I smiled, looking down at Aviva."You ruined it all!" We heard a sudden loud shout and looked in the direction to see Joel grabbing Mr Rogers by the Collar. " You said you would do something and you did nothing!" he said, shaking him in anger. " I did all i could but i don't know how everything got blocked before i got here" " Enough with the bullshit Mr Rogers" Joel points at him in anger, "You need to pay me back my mon

Aviva POVMom’s words stung, Asking Levi to pay for Dad’s debt? It felt wrong, so wrong, to even consider. But Mom had a point. If Levi loved me, wouldn’t he do anything for me? But on another thought I shake it off.“Mom, I can’t ask Levi to do that,” I protested, “It’s not fair to him.”“And is it fair to us? To your father?” I stared at Mom, lost for words. How could I explain to her that this wasn’t about fairness? That it was about something deeper, something that exceeds money and material possessions? “I know this is hard for you to understand, Mom,” I whispered, “But I’m doing what I think is right. I’m not going to let Joel win, and I’m not going to let Dad’s debt destroy my life. I’ll find a way to pay it back.”" Pay it back? Joel won't give us years to pay back. He said in days!" Mom yelled. throwing her handkerchief on the floor. Days? That was impossible. How could we ever hope to get that much money in such a short time?I closed my eyes, trying to steady myself. “The

Aviva POV “Dead? But how? What happened?” I stammered in a low tone.“We’re not sure, ma’am. The coroner’s report will tell us more.” The officer paused, “We understand this must be a difficult time for you and your family. Would you like us to send someone to your house?“ Yes”, I agreed to the officer’s offer, hanging up the phone with trembling hands.Mom was watching me,“What is it, Aviva? What’s wrong?”I went speechless but I had to say them. “It’s Dad, Mom. He’s gone. The police…they said he was found dead.”Mom froze, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. She shook her head moving backwards and was about to fall to the ground and I quickly held her. Mom let out a loud cry, unable to control herself as she shakes vigorously with tears.“Mom!” I cried, But my words fell on deaf ears, as she screamed, crying her eyes out." Where is he right now, I want to see him.”“ They will be here soon!" " who?" " the police" I added, patting mom on her back as she cried her eyes out. M

Aviva POV“After that you will get the questions tests. He points at the laptop you can go ahead now. He clicked on his alarm clock. “You have thirty minutes, Ms. Rogers,” Jonathan said as the clock began to tick down. “Remember, I need the file downloaded onto your device, not just accessed.”I swallowed hard, typing very fast on the keyboard, my heart beating as I tried various tactics to crack the password. But each attempt failed, while the alarm clock counted down. Sweat beaded on my forehead, my palms sweaty from nervousness. I could feel Jonathan’s eyes on me, his gaze on me is a physical pressure.The clock ticked down to ten minutes, and my heart was pounding in my chest. Desperate, I tried a variety of tactics to crack the password, my fingers rooted on the keyboard. But each attempt failed, the screen stubbornly refusing to yield. With a sinking feeling, I realized that time was running out. I was about to try more when, suddenly, the alarm clock stopped. Jonathan stood, a