Semua Bab Reclaiming His Bride: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Ava’s POVThe walls of this house, once a cold and indifferent prison, now felt alive with mocking whispers. Every creak of the floorboards seemed to taunt me, echoing with memories I desperately wanted to erase. I needed to escape—not just from Orion and his relentless web of manipulation, but from the version of myself I had become under his shadow. How did I get entangled in this mess? I had my shit together all these while, but all it took was a few nights together with Orion, and suddenly I thought that we could have a happy ending? My feet carried me down the grand staircase, my hand grazing the ornate railing. Each step I took felt heavier, laden with the weight of this morning’s betrayal. Orion and his mistress—again. How many times would I allow myself to be their pawn, their fool? At the bottom of the stairs, I paused, looking back with a longing I didn’t welcome. My eyes instinctively darted to the east wing, to the bedroom we shared. Would he come after me? Would he c

Ava’s POVThe forest closed in around me, the branches overhead weaving into a dense canopy that blotted out the moonlight. My chest burned as I pushed forward, each step carrying me deeper into the dark, unfamiliar terrain. The faint sounds of the struggle behind me faded with every frantic heartbeat, but my mind refused to let go of the image of Joe standing there, ready to face them alone. I had to keep moving. I couldn’t let his sacrifice be in vain. The forest floor was uneven, littered with roots and rocks that threatened to trip me with every step. My breath came in shallow gasps, my lungs struggling to keep pace with my fear. I glanced over my shoulder, half-expecting to see those masked men closing in, but the shadows were empty. For now. Don’t stop. Don’t think. Just run.The words repeated in my head like a mantra, drowning out the memories that clawed at the edges of my consciousness. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the image of that man—the one I

Ava’s POV My knees were still drawn to my chest, arms wrapped tightly around them as I tried to make sense of what I’d just heard. The man beside me—my supposed uncle—had peeled back layers of my family’s past, but his words only raised more questions. I stared at him, watching as his face softened for a moment, his lips parting as if he were about to say more. Instead, he exhaled sharply, gripping the steering wheel tighter. “It all started with your grandmother,” he began, his tone distant, as though he were reliving a memory. “She married my father when I was just a boy. Together, they ran an orphanage—a beautiful place filled with laughter and hope. They were well-off, generous to everyone they met. And your mother, Celia... She was the sweetest soul I’ve ever known. Even though we weren’t related by blood, she made me feel like I was her real brother.”I blinked, startled by the sudden emotion in his tone. He seemed lost in the memory, his gaze distant as he continued. “T

Orion’s POVI watched her walk away from the window, her figure fading into the distance. Every step she took felt like a blow to my chest. Ava was leaving. And I had done nothing to stop her. The frustration I felt wasn't just at the situation—it was at myself. I had let everything spiral out of control. My family, Chloe, and the lies that tangled us all together. But most of all, I hated how powerless I felt when it came to Ava. She deserved better than the chaos I had brought into her life, but damn it, I wanted her to stay. When she disappeared from view, I turned away, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding. I ran a hand through my hair, trying to think. What could I even say to make her stay? Would she even listen if I tried? I stepped out of the room, intending to clear my head, but the sight in the hallway drove a knife straight through me. Chloe stood there, water dripping from her body, a white towel wrapped around her like some kind of costume. Her

Orion's POV What am I supposed to do? Nobody gives you a manual on how to handle things like this.Chloe had taken a bullet for me tonight. She had risked her life again, to save mine. Could I really abandon her now, knowing she might wake up alone, confused, and in pain? And yet, how could I stay here when Holly is missing and Ava could be in danger? Rose’s voice cracked as she whispered, “Please, Mr Miller. I need your help to find them quickly. They’re your family.” I clenched my fists, the weight of the decision crushing me. Stay by the side of the woman who just risked her life for me, or go out into the night to find the woman I couldn’t live without? The moment dragged, every second feeling like an eternity. Before I could answer, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the waiting room. A security guard appeared, his face grim as he turned to face Rose. “Ma'am,” he said, addressing her directly. “The camera caught a disturbance in the parking lot earlier this af