All Chapters of Ashley's Revenge : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The room zoomed in dangerously and everything blurred from Lillian's standing spot at the entrance to her room.Her room, her matrimonial room. Laid atop her matrimonial bed was her husband vigorously and pleasurably thrusting deeper and deeper into the honeycomb of her sister. Their moans, the only deafening sound that filtered through the hazy cloud in her mind.She refused to believe her vision. The two most important people in her life could never think to do this to her. The only people that cared about her would never do this. Her heart said differently. Her eyes saw reality. Reality she vehemently refused to believe. She moved closer to the bed. She wanted a closer look at them. She wanted to confirm their faces, even though she already knew. She wanted it to be a mistake.Just as she reached the foot of the bed, she saw her husband shake violently, emptying his release into the depths of her sister. Their sigh of deep satisfaction caused her eyes to water.As Bruce finished o

Dr Tony was taking off the bandages wrapped around Lillian's face. He worked with dexterity as he pulled on the bandage. It's been five weeks of waiting since after the surgery."You will feel numb around your face when the bandages come off, but it shouldn't alarm you. It's normal and the feeling will wear off in a moment." Tony explained as he unwrapped the bandage. Sam Knox stood by the corner of the room, his heart racing and his eyes shone with fear. He was eager to see the result of the surgery and yet, uncertain how Lillian would react to her new face.Lillian had only been able to communicate by nodding whenever she was spoken to. The bandages had prevented her from speaking. So they had not been able to have a real conversation with her.Tony had said that the chances of Lillian remembering anything about her past was very slim. But Knox couldn't shake off the fear that she would remember her past life. It would be a disaster if that happened.Tony finally removed the last o

"Don't worry, you'll meet him soon." DJ assured. He couldn't remind her that he hadn't spoken to or seen his brother in a very long time. He didn't have a good relationship with his family. He thought he would tell her, but later.Ashley peeled her eyes on him, watching him intently. She wanted to read his reaction to the question she was going to ask next."Was I good girlfriend to you?"DJ grinned. Contentment brightened his gaze. "You are the very absolute best girlfriend ever! In all my dating years, I've never met someone like you." There was pride in his voice. Pride and love. So much love."I'm the happiest to have you back." He stood up from the settee and moved to the bed. He knelt before her and took her hand in his. Staring into her eyes, he poured out his heart. "I love you Ashley."She stilled. His confession a huge surprise. "I don't know what to say."He smiled, his eyes never left hers. "It's fine. Take your time. Take all the time you need. I don't mind courting you a

“Who was that?” Rachel asked over her shoulders as she stood before the mirror, putting on her jewelry.The full length mirror reflected her image, doing its job just as it did while Lilian occupied the room.As they had discussed, she and Bruce had gotten married at the city hall. It was a quiet wedding with only family members present as they were trying to keep away from the press.The vile woman, Rachel, didn't hesitate to take over Lilian’s room. She had immediately erased all traces of Lilian. It was as though Lilian had never lived there as Rachel redecorated the entire space to her taste.From the corner of her eyes, Rachel could see Bruce's reflection as he approached her with a smile plastered over his face. He was dressed up neatly in a black suit and ready for the evening's event.He reached her in no time and wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her from behind. He rested his chin on her shoulders and she watched him from the mirror with curiosity, waiting for an exp

The hall was filled with people glamorously dressed. Rich organ music filtered through the air, blending smoothly with the light chatters and laughters of the guests. Waiters moved around holding flat trays sitting flute glasses filled with champagne. A buffet table generously adorned with various meals sat at an accessible corner of the hall. Mr and Mrs Leon stood amidst a small group laughing over small talks. “Where are you going?” Mr Leon whispered to his wife who had just excused herself. “Bruce and Rachel are not here.” She explained, a bit of angst laced her voice. “Are you going to bring them from their home?” Mr Leon asked. He didn't try to veneer the sarcasm in his tone. “No. I'm just going to call them. The chairman is about to get on the stage. What will happen if Bruce is called and he is not here?” “Relax woman! They are already on their way.” Mr Leon said sternly to his wife. “Allow them be.” “Oh, Mrs Fox is here. I'll just ask her instead.” “Bruce and Rachel ar