All Chapters of Revenge Becomes Her: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Sherah!"Sherah almost let go of the canned food in her hands when she heard Ethan’s cold dominant voice. “Ethan, what are you doing here?” She questioned.“I want to speak to you.” He answered immediately. She nodded and then pointed at the door. Outside.The silence stretches between them.Ethan’s eyes observed every inch of her body. He sighs deeply, breaking the silence, “Your hair and nails. You cut them.” He commented offendedly. She finger-combed her hair, “I did. I can’t continue maintaining long hair anymore and my manicured nails don’t belong here anymore. I need to live the way I should have been,” she explains. He scoffed. “Is that the reason why you sold my gifts to you?” he asks.She nods. “Those items don’t belong to my world anymore. I hope you don’t mind, you insist on giving them to me after all.” He nods in defeat. “You’re right. I insist on giving them to you, and you can do whatever you want with them, but Sherah… why must you remove everything?” She gasped

Sherah's mouth fell open as she gasped, "What's up with these men randomly visiting me and asking me to do things for them?" she asked, her breathing coming in hitched bursts.She shook her head as she walked to the employee area of the pizza place. “I really need to leave New York. I just hope Ethan signs the paper so he can leave me alone.” The last sentence made her chest tighten, and she couldn’t help but stroke her chest as if calming the storm brewing inside her heart. “Good god you arrive early, Sher.” Dylan, one of the mid-shift waitresses, greeted her.She smiled and gave a slight nod. “Is there something wrong?” she asked, noticing Dylan following her.“Yeah, I have an early exam tomorrow morning and I need to study,” Dylan explained. “I hope you don’t mind if you clock in early.” She added while giving a pleading look. “No problem. Good luck with your exams.” She replied softly. Dylan jumped onto her and gave Sherah a warm hug, “Thanks!” She uttered while removing her uni

The next evening...At JFK Airport’s arrivals terminal, Sophia and her parents stepped off the plane with heavy steps and haunted expressions. Her forced return was a bitter pill to swallow—Australian authorities had grilled her relentlessly, questioning her prolonged stay and the illegal jewelry she had smuggled into the country.The intricately crafted pieces, made from exotic African seeds designed to resemble beads, were strictly forbidden under Biosecurity regulations for their potential to introduce dangerous pests and diseases that could devastate Australia’s unique ecosystem. With her sudden exit from Australia, Sophia lost everything she had built there; she knew that if she hadn’t left, the authorities would have detained her, and this time Ethan could no longer help her since every detail of her case had been documented and escalated to the proper channels.Clutching her bag with a mix of dread and resignation, she navigated through the bustling crowd, each exhausted step we

Harlene’s brow furrowed on the scene in front of her. She couldn’t help but feel jealous but could handle her emotions better this time.“Harlene,” Eliot muttered in concern. He could see the hurt in her eyes and despised being the reason for it. Sherah lowered her head in shame to be seen in such a position.“I think we should go to a different restaurant,” Eliot suggested, with a faint smile on his face, “Let’s try Asian cuisine.” He suggested while glancing at Harlene and then at Sherah.Harlene wanted to ask why, but seeing Sherah’s terrified look, she understood that something bad had happened before she arrived.Eliot rose from his seat and walked towards Harlene. “I’m sorry you saw that. I’ll explain everything to you later.” He whispered apologetically while lightly holding Harlene’s hand as if assuring her he didn’t mean to hurt her feelings. Sensing the awkwardness in the atmosphere. Eliot changes the topic.“Before we leave, let me formally introduce you. Sherah, this is m

Inside the bustling corridors of New York Medical Hospital, Eliot navigated the sterile hallways with a box of freshly baked muffins and brewed coffee. He found Harlene in her office, tucked away from the frantic pace of the emergency ward. With a gentle smile, he knocked to get her attention."May I enter, Dr. Campbell?" he asked politely while showing the box of muffins and a cup of coffee to her.Harlene cheeks turned red, and she immediately gestured for him to enter. He set the cup down before her. All smiles while asking, “Morning, Harlene. How are you settling into the new office? Are you finding your rhythm here?”Harlene looked up from her stack of patient files and returned his smile, though her eyes betrayed a hint of fatigue. “I’m doing alright, Dr. Carlisle."Both of them chuckle as they are acting too formal in front of each other. "It’s a lot to take in, but I’m gradually adjusting,” she replied, taking a sip of the coffee. After a brief pause, her tone softened as s