LOGINOver the past few days, Avery began to notice that Ashton had been acting strangely. The man who was usually calm, composed, and meticulous now showed odd behavior she couldn’t quite understand. Sometimes, when Avery stepped into his study, she would find him lost in thought, a faint smile on his lips, only for him to startle the moment he realized she was there.At other times, he seemed tense, distracted, pacing the living room without any clear purpose.Avery, who now felt closer and more comfortable with him, finally tried to ask.“Ashton, is something wrong at the office? You look nervous lately.”Ashton, who had been holding a pen, immediately dropped it onto the desk. He turned quickly toward her, his face flushing.“No! Nothing is wrong. Nothing at all.” His restlessness only grew. “I… I’m just thinking about a schedule, Avery. A very complicated schedule.”Avery frowned. “What schedule? Your meetings? You’re never this worked up over them.”“It’s not a meeting schedule. It’s
That morning, while Avery was deeply absorbed in designing her dream foundation in her bright study, her phone rang. An unfamiliar number. She frowned, curiosity mixed with a hint of hesitation as she answered it. “Hello?”The voice on the other end sounded hoarse and weak, painfully familiar yet strangely distant. “Ave? It’s me… Oliver.”Avery froze for a moment, then turned to Ashton, who was sitting beside her. “Oliver?” she whispered in disbelief. “How… how did you manage to contact me?”“I… I requested special permission for this call, Ave. Just five minutes,” Oliver said desperately. “I want to ask you for something. Something very important.”Avery took a deep breath, trying to steady the tremor in her voice. “Just say it over the phone, Oliver.” She glanced at Ashton, who had set his documents aside and was now looking at her with quiet support.Oliver fell silent for a moment. “I… I’m begging you, Avery. Please come and see me. I know I don’t deserve it, but… this might be ou
Several weeks had passed since the chaos of the trial subsided. Life, like a river finding its course again after a storm, slowly flowed back into a gentler rhythm. Knight Mansion now felt more spacious, warmer, as though the heavy burden that had long hung over it had finally been lifted.Avery began her therapy sessions, but this time they felt different. No longer about digging into the raw wounds of the past, they became a process of weaving strength for a brighter future. She learned to accept, to forgive, and most importantly, to believe that she deserved happiness.One bright afternoon, the Caribbean sun bathed the manicured garden on Ashton’s private island. The air was filled with the scent of tropical flowers and the soothing murmur of the sea. Ashton, Avery, and Sarah were watching Adelia, who had just discovered the joy of crawling.The little girl eagerly scooted across the clean green grass, her crystalline laughter breaking the afternoon stillness, a pure sound that bec
Leaving the private island felt like saying goodbye to paradise. Yet this time, the farewell no longer tasted bitter. As the helicopter lifted off, flying away from the white shores and tranquil turquoise waters, Avery felt a deep sense of calm. The intimacy they had found in the storm the night before had become their shield against reality.Inside the luxurious private jet, the atmosphere between Avery and Ashton was far from awkward. Ashton sat beside her, holding her hand tightly, his thumb occasionally brushing over the back of her hand.“Are you truly ready?” Ashton asked, turning to her. “We can postpone the meeting with the Prosecutor if you need more time. I’ll try to arrange it by lobbying them.”Avery shook her head and rested her head against Ashton’s shoulder. “No, Ashton. I have to finish this. I left my fear behind in the Caribbean. I don’t want Rose and Oliver to control my life any longer. Last night…” Avery paused, smiling faintly. “Last night made me realize that I’
That day, the island felt like a miracle, the very picture of a perfect holiday. The sun blazed overhead, the sea shimmered, and Adelia’s laughter became the main melody of the day. They spent every moment by the shore. Ashton even went shirtless, wearing only shorts as he crouched in the sand. His hair was tousled by the sea breeze, his hands smeared with water and wet sand as he tried to build an impressive sandcastle.Avery sat nearby, watching him. Sarah, sipping a fruit cocktail on the terrace, shook her head in amusement.“I can’t believe he’s letting himself be like that,” Sarah whispered to Avery, pointing at Ashton, who was now shouting, “It’s collapsing! Our castle is under attack by the waves!” as a small wave toppled his tower.Avery smiled sincerely. “Me neither. Back at the mansion, he wouldn’t even let a single thread be out of place. Here, he’s just… a free Ashton.”Ashton, catching their conversation, turned around. “Don’t get it wrong. I’m still calculating the waves
The journey to the Caribbean ended in a breathtaking surprise. The modern, glass-dominated villa felt like an extravagant gift, a pause from bitter reality. Before them stretched a perfect private beach, filled with pure white sand and calm turquoise waters. The exhaustion and fear that had piled up at Knight Mansion seemed to melt away at once, replaced by the warmth of the tropical sun.As they arrived, Avery took a deep breath of the salty, fresh air. “My God, Ashton. This is… incredible. I truly feel like I’m in heaven,” she whispered in awe.Ashton, now dressed in far more relaxed vacation clothes, nodded. “I’m glad you like it. I want you all to really breathe here. Enjoy yourselves, no one will disturb you,” he replied with a small smile.Any awkwardness between them was quickly swept away by Adelia’s delight. The baby was overjoyed by the beach. She burst into laughter as Sarah and Avery took turns guiding her to play in the sand.“Look at her! She’s like a real beach baby. Th







