Billionaire Heiress is Divorcing Her Husband
"Know your place."
"I only married you out of pity, don't try to cross your boundary."
"Let me take the credit for this, madam. You're the wife of the heir; you don't need these small scraps."
The hurtful words, neglect, and humiliation were everything Ava McQueen was used to, but who told her to be in love with this man?
25-year-old Ava McQueen only wanted one thing: To get back her husband's love and be worthy to stand by his side, but what she got instead was his cold back and the ridicule from his family.
Ethan McQueen, the charismatic heir of the McQueen Empire, had only married her to look good in front of his grandfather, the aging patriarch of the McQueens, Kenneth, but his heart was solely for his childhood friend and first love, Victoria Blackwood... or so he thought.
Abandoned and trapped in a loveless marriage as a replacement for a woman she'd never measure up to, mistreated by her husband and his family, belittled at work, she presses on, steadfast in her love... until she lost the one thing she'd gained from her love... her baby.
Ava seeks a divorce and, determined to forget Ethan completely, she leaves, and suddenly, Ethan sees she's not who he thought she was.
Because the woman who was trampled and thought to be a helpless orphan golddigger was actually a billionaire heiress!
Determined to topple his empire, as hidden truths and dangers surface, Ethan realizes he might have lost a gem while hoarding stones, and she might be the key to his sanity.
But will Ava help him find the solace he craves? Or will she tear everything down and let him be swallowed by the darkness he once trapped her in?
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWELVE The front door slammed with enough force to rattle the crystal vase on the entryway table. A petal detached from one of the dying roses Ava had arranged three days ago and floated to the marble floor. Ethan brushed past Victoria and Phoebe who stood stunned in the living room and charged upstairs ignoring his mother's attempt to stop him. His leather shoes pounded the curved staircase, each step heavier than the last, until he reached the second floor. The bedroom door, Ava's bedroom door, banged against the wall. The framed wedding photo on the nightstand wobbled, then fell face down with a soft thud. He picked it up to stare at the radiantly smiling face of the woman, happy as she took a vow to love him forever. The same Ava who had just walked out of his life without a backward glance, divorce papers signed with a practiced flourish, her signature as elegant and composed as she had appeared throughout the proceedings. He dropped the framed photo with a slam back on the tab
Last Updated: 2025-05-12
Chapter: CHAPTER ELEVEN "Welcome home, Ava," David called, his voice carrying across the driveway. He descended the steps with surprising agility for a man in his seventies, making his way directly to her. Up close, the resemblance was undeniable. They shared the same high cheekbones, the same determined set of the jaw. Most strikingly, they had identical eyes, a beautiful shade of green with flecks of gold. "Mr. Cardwell," she began, extending her hand formally, her nervousness showing in her voice. "David, please. Or Grandfather, if you're comfortable with that." He ignored her outstretched hand and instead pulled her into a gentle embrace. "You look so much like Eleanor," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. When he released her, Ava saw moisture in his eyes. He composed himself quickly, gesturing to the people waiting on the steps. "Allow me to introduce some of the household staff. This is Mrs.
Last Updated: 2025-05-11
Chapter: CHAPTER TEN "Yes, yes, I'd send the private jet to you right now." David Cardwell's deep voice cracked mid-sentence as he clutched the receiver so tightly his knuckles whitened. A single drop of sweat rolled down his temple despite the room's arctic air conditioning.She had reached out.His granddaughter had reached out.The photograph on his desk of Eleanor as a teenager, all sunshine smiles and windswept hair, seemed to glow in the afternoon light. When the investigator had first delivered the news that Eleanor had survived the accident and even had a child, David's chest had swelled with a hope he hadn't felt in decades. But that hope withered when the next words came: Eleanor herself was already gone, buried in a cemetery across the country without him ever knowing.His precious baby. Gone. Not even a chance to brush his fingers against her cheek one last time or whisper goodbye.But she had left something behind. Someone. Ava.David's hand trembled as he pressed the receiver closer, drink
Last Updated: 2025-05-10
Chapter: CHAPTER NINE# The Return Ava heard Ethan call out her name, but she didn't look back. Her heart clenched in pain as she walked toward the main gates, struggling to hold back tears. 'I must not cry! They are not worth it!' she thought to herself as she marched on. Ethan had sounded so distraught that she almost ran back into his arms, but she had had enough. She wasn't going back, not this time. Five years of broken promises and quiet disappointments had finally crystallized into resolve. She reached into her purse and took out her cell phone to hail a taxi. When it arrived, she boarded and took one last look at the place she had called home for five years, letting out a long sigh. The colonial-style house with its perfect lawn and manicured hedges had once represented everything she thought she wanted: stability, security, belonging. Now it felt like a beautiful prison she was finally escaping. "Take me to Oakwood Cemetery, please," she told the driver, her voice steadier than she expected
Last Updated: 2025-05-09
Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHT Victoria's nails dug crescents into her palm as Ethan's taillights winked out of sight. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth -she'd been biting the inside of her cheek without realizing. She forced her facial muscles into what she hoped resembled a smile as Phoebe held the car door open for her.The leather seat squeaked beneath her trembling body. Her gaze fixed on the spot where Ethan's car had disappeared, following Ava of all people. The same Ava she had claimed had tried to have her kidnapped. The same Ava who should be beneath contempt in his eyes.Three years ago flashed before her eyes. The fake rope burns on her wrists. The blindfold. Ethan bursting through the door, his face contorted with fury. Yet even then, even after hearing that Ava had orchestrated, he'd hesitated. "Grandfather wouldn't allow it," he'd said, when she'd suggested divorce.But Grandfather was cold in the ground now. What was Ethan's excuse?Ice crystallized in her veins. An image surfaced: Eth
Last Updated: 2025-05-08
Chapter: CHAPTER SEVEN The sun beat down hot and bright, clouds absent in the wide expanse of blue. 'Not quite the weather for a funeral' Ava thought, tugging at her black lace gloves and stared absentmindedly in front of her, she say primly, the bench hard under her as she listened to the priest. "We gather here today to celebrate the memory of our beloved brother, Kenneth Alvin McQueen" In the silence that reigned in the cathedral, the priest voice droned on, seeming to echo from off the high ceilings. Kenneth had died from complications on the final surgery for his cancer at seventy one years. Kenneth, the person who had pushed for her marriage to Ethan. Kenneth, the one person who had patted her back when she cried secretly. Kenneth, the one person whose gaze she didn't want to disappoint. Taking a deep breath, her heart aching but her eyes and mouth were surprisingly dry. She was seated by herself among the well wishers, while Victoria say with Ethan and the rest of the family in the pew res
Last Updated: 2025-05-08
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