All Chapters of Burning desire: my ex-husband wants me back: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Riana felt a wave of relief as she realized her trick was working.Perhaps there is still a chance for her and Abel to reconcile.Once she agreed to be in the hospital, she wasted no time in coming to visit Abel.Abel was seated in a wheelchair with his phone resting on his lap. When Riana stepped in. She quickly knelt before him, gripped his legs, and sobbed. “Please forgive me. It’s unimaginable that I consented to commit such a dreadful act. It was all because of Lucas. My parents needed some money, and Mr. Douglas was kind to offer financial assistance. However, I never knew he had a negative intention. I’m ashamed of myself”Abel gently strokes her hair. Her tears soaked his pants.“To free Lucas from prison, we required funds. When you declined to assist us, we considered selling the house, but Mr. Douglas presented a proposal. My father accepted without doing an investigation to know Douglas’s intentions. I played along and ended up doing what he forced me to do.”Abel wheele

Avery, Elizabeth, Peter, Douglas, and Nora were all seated in the courtroom. All the people who have hurt her in the past and whom she considered her enemies.She won’t break before them no matter what, neverNora was broken as well. She was devastated. Her heart was ripped out. She blamed herself for everything that had happened. It was all her fault that Riana turned out this way.Her negligence and greed pushed Riana into becoming a monster.Nora’s sobbing increased Riana’s fury and hatred. She cursed Nora under her breath. Besides, Nora was Godwin, her ever-devoted husband, offering his comfort.Then there was Elizabeth, who was both relieved and glad that Riana was going to jail. She wouldn’t torment her family again.Peter and Douglas wore a look of victory on their ugly faces.Douglas chuckled when Riana was hauled out of the witness box by a correctional officer and was led towards the door. He walked to Riana and smirked.“Enjoy your stay in the prison little sugar, you can f

Jason stepped out of the car with Abel, who was in his wheelchair.Abel felt the eruption of New York City wash over him. The jarring sounds from every corner and the thrilled chaos made him miss the tranquility of Mallory Avenue. He paused briefly, absorbing the scene before him, as the tall buildings loomed overhead and the bustling crowds hurried by.It had been eight years since he visited the City, but he felt it was yesterday. Everything was the same. New York never changed.“You can’t compare this chaotic city with Mallory,” Abel thought. Despite the feeling of hope and vibrantness of New York, Abel still prefers Mallory Avenue, which is more serene and calm.Would he be able to find Avery in this chaotic city?The city he never fully embraced? It’s five days, yet he has not seen Avery.Just when he was thinking of giving up, an unexpected call came, and the caller sent him Avery's hotel address with her room number. A flicker of hope eluded his soul, and he stepped out to

“When will I travel to Mallory Avenue?” Avery inquired.“We’re short on time, Avery. The sooner you go, the better.”“Then I’ll move in two weeks; that should give me enough time to get everything ready.”Prof. Fisher let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Avery. I know I can always rely on you. I’ll transfer the money to your account right away.”Prof. Fisher founded the Harbor Heart International Disease Control Center thirty years ago. He has taught at many prestigious medical schools, and Avery was one of his students. When she returned to New York, Fisher sought her out to propose a partnership.Avery not only serves as his doctor but also as his partner. Fisher plans to retire in two years and hand over the reins of Harbor Heart to Avery because she is dedicated and sincere.After Avery left his office, Prof. Fisher called Henry to give him an update.Two weeks flew by, and Avery found herself at Mallory Avenue International Airport with her two little ones, Aerial and Aaron.As

“How did it go?” Lucy asked Avery as she slumped into the chair, fatigue etched across her face.“Everything is under control,” Avery replied, taking a deep breath. “He’s suffering from endocarditis. His valves are seriously damaged, and he needs a replacement.”“That doesn’t sound good,” Lucy said, concern deepening in her eyes.“Yeah, it’s serious. But we can only give it our best shot,” Avery said, trying to sound more optimistic than she felt.“When did you schedule the surgery?” Lucy inquired, leaning forward.“As soon as we find a donor. His father is already making some contacts. Hopefully, in two or three weeks, something will come up,” Avery explained, running a hand through her hair.“I pray it works out,” Lucy said softly, placing a reassuring hand on Avery’s.“Where are the kids? Have they gone to bed?” Avery asked, changing the subject slightly to ease her mind.“They’re still with your father. Adam has been giving them a tour, and they’ve refused to come home,” Lucy chuc