All Chapters of Ashley's Revenge : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dinner started off quietly, with only the clattering of cutleries filling the air. The meal of garlic mashed potatoes with roasted turkey was delicious and Ashley filled herself heartily.“The food was delicious.” She commended Mrs Leon as they feast on the fruit custard served for dessert.Mrs Leon smiled with appreciation. If there was one thing she loved, it was getting praises for her cooking.“My wife sure has great culinary skills. I can give you that.” Mr Leon remarked with pride adorning his tone. “That's one of the reasons why I love her. Good food everyday.” Mr Leon whispered in addition.“Oh please.” Mrs Leon crimsoned with embarrassment. “Stop being silly.” She jokingly chided her husband.Everyone at the table laughed. For once, the ambience was warm and relaxed until Bruce spoke. The sound of his voice always irked Ashley. “So Ashley, do you cook?” Ashley rolled her eyes inwardly. Small talks! All so he could talk to her. She wondered how Lilian never saw this side of

Ashley cussed under her breath. She had forgotten about him and didn't think he would take her promise seriously when she said they'd talk after her return.“Paul.” She called in greeting. “You shouldn't have waited up for me.” “You stayed out late.” Paul stated with authority. His tone was stern and angry. “I was waiting for you.”Ashley raised her eyes and met his. He was beginning to get under her nerves with his constant whines for her attention. Who was he to determine when she went and when she returned? “I didn't ask you to.” She responded offhandedly as she cracked her neck to ease the dull ache she felt. She was exhausted and the last thing she wanted to do was to deal with Paul.‘You said we'd talk.”“I’m tired, Paul.” Ashley said over her shoulders, already making her way to her room.Paul's eyes glowed with rage. Her indifference to him was affecting him in many ways than he could admit and awakening in him something he had fought to bury.“Let me guess. He took you and

Ashley sat in the restaurant all by herself, alone with her thoughts. The cup of hot coffee she had requested sat on the table, long forgotten and now cold. Her vision blurred and her mind in disarray, she paid no attention to the figure that walked past her table. She was tired of everything. She was tired of the life and everything that came with it. She was more confused than ever on who to trust. She needed someone by her side as she embarked on this journey. She missed her carefree self. The happy Lilian who saw the good in everyone and loved life without the constant fear and suspicion. But that path hadn't been so kind to her. She had had her fair share of betrayal in her past life with her closest pair stabbing her so brutally. She didn't want to repeat the same mistakes. And she needed someone by her side to advance her plans, not just anyone but the right one. A person she could trust wholeheartedly. She sighed as the thought of it all exhausted her. She just wanted t

“Dad, I want to go away for a month.” Ashley said to her father later that evening after they had dined. They were alone and having a father and daughter moment when Ashley suddenly blurted out her intentions.With everything that had recently happened, she needed a break from all of it before she lost herself.Mr Knox gave her a ridiculous look. The fear in his eyes was palpable. “Why?” The single question was filled with bewilderment.She chuckled. Understanding lit her eyes. “I'll be fine.” She tried to reassure him.She knew why he reacted that way. The last time his daughter went away was when he received the news of her death. Mr Knox didn't want to take any chances. Even though Ashley was taking permission from him, unlike his late daughter who just stole money from him and ran off, he still couldn't help but worry about the outcome of going far away from him.“I know you're worried, but you'll agree that I've been a good girl all the while and I promise I'll continue to be e

“Is he really Bruce's brother?” Pamela asked in a whisper as DJ led the way to his apartment.“Why didn't you ever mention that he was made to perfection? He is so fine!” Pamela drawled on her last word. Her eyes traveled up and down DJ's bare back to the slim of his waist that disappeared into faded denim jeans.Ashley couldn't deny that the sight was entertaining and like Pamela, she couldn't stop looking.“Behave!” She chided Pamela through gritted teeth.They reached DJ's front porch and he stepped up and held the door open for both women. He directed them to his living room and offered them seats.The house was warm and welcoming. The interiors, typical of a single man but neat. Simple furniture; a centre bear rug, sitting a small centre table. A large TV and few artificial flower vases here and there at strategic locations. He had three paintings on the wall; a popular basketball player, an intricate piece of painting to which Ashley couldn't interpret any meaning to and a woma