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Goodbye, Ex-Husband, Next Please CHAPTER 0231
AVA’S POV I woke up in the middle of the night, my throat so dry it felt like sandpaper. I turned over in bed and reached for the bottle of water I always kept on my nightstand, but it was empty. Great. With a tired sigh, I threw the blanket off and got out of bed. The house was quiet — that kind of deep, thick quiet that only comes in the middle of the night. I rubbed my eyes and padded barefoot toward the stairs, careful not to make noise. When I reached the kitchen, I didn’t bother turning on the lights. I opened the fridge, squinting at the sudden brightness, and grabbed the bottle of cold water. I poured it into a glass and drank until I felt human again. I was on my way back upstairs when I heard… something. A soft sound. Not a voice exactly. More like someone mumbling or struggling coming from the living room. I paused. I peeked around the corner, my heart picking up a little. That’s when I saw Jason lying on the couch. Sweating, twisting, his face scrunched up in pain. H
Goodbye, Ex-Husband, Next Please CHAPTER 0230
JASON’S POV I stood there in the hallway for a long second after Ava shut the door. No goodnight. No warmth. Just that firm click that said, clear as day, you’re not welcome here. Fair enough. I guess I deserved that. I rubbed the back of my neck and turned around, walking slowly down the stairs, trying not to overthink the tight feeling in my chest. I wasn’t even sure why I thought she’d let me stay in her room. Maybe I was just holding on to some old version of us that doesn’t exist anymore. Wishful thinking, I guess. The house was quiet now. The kind of quiet that makes every little creak in the wood sound louder. I looked around the living room. No sign of Rose. Lights were dimmed, and toys were scattered here and there like little reminders of the kids. I figured she must’ve gone to her room. I didn’t want to disturb her just to ask where the guest room was. I looked at the couch and sighed. It was wide enough. Plush, deep cushions. Not exactly a five-star bed, but it
Goodbye, Ex-Husband, Next Please CHAPTER 0229
AVA’S POVJason tapped Laura’s name on his phone and put it on speaker. I watched from the side as the screen lit up and the ringing started. Once… Twice… Three times… Then silence. The call went to voicemail. Jason pressed the red button and ended it. For a moment, no one said anything. Mason, small and sleepy, looked up at Jason with hopeful eyes. But when there was no voice on the other end of the phone, no “Hi baby, it’s Mommy,” his little face just… fell. His tiny shoulders dropped, and he lowered his head. That quiet kind of sadness that kids feel but don’t know how to explain settled over him. Emma noticed right away. She always did. She was the observant one so she quickly reached over and patted his back softly, then picked up a toy from the floor and held it to her nose, pretending it sneezed. “Ah-choo!” she said in a silly voice. She never ceases to amaze me. Sometimes, she acts more grown-up than her age. Mason gave the tiniest smile but didn’t laugh. H
Goodbye, Ex-Husband, Next Please CHAPTER 0228
AVA’S POV The silence between me and Jason was thick. Too thick. He stood beside me, still staring in the direction Julian had just walked off, like if he squinted hard enough, he’d unlock some hidden truth. I didn’t even have to look at him to feel the questions bubbling beneath his calm exterior. The longer he stood there, the heavier it got. I could practically hear his thoughts — loud, restless, nosy. I didn’t want any of it. Not his concern. Not his questions. And definitely not his help. I didn’t want him involved in my mess anymore. Not ever. Especially not when it came to Julian. Julian may not have been “family” in any way that mattered — not in the way that counted — but we were tied by blood, and there was no way to undo that, no matter how badly I wished I could. And I already knew how Jason would use that. He’d say, “But he’s your uncle,” or worse, try to “fix” the situation like he always did when we were still together. But I didn’t want that. I didn’t need re
Goodbye, Ex-Husband, Next Please CHAPTER 0227
AVA'S POV The moment I saw the unknown number flash on my screen, I didn’t think much of it. I almost ignored it, like I always do when I don’t recognize the caller. But then the message came in. “It’s your uncle. I’m outside.” My heart dropped. Uncle? I stared at the text, reading it over and over again like it would suddenly change. No name. Just those four words. But that was enough. Enough to ruin my calm, enough to make the blood rush to my head. How did he get my number? I didn’t have long to wonder. I quickly excused myself, told Jason I’d be right back, and walked off – ignoring the questions all over his face. The intercom buzzed from the gatehouse. It was one of the security guys. “Ma, there’s a man outside,” he said. “He says he’s your uncle. Julian.” I pressed my fingers to my temples. Of course. Of course, it was him. The last time he showed up, he had walked straight to my front door. No call. No warning. Just strolled in like it was nothing. That day,
Goodbye, Ex-Husband, Next Please CHAPTER 0226
JASON’S POV The table was full of sound – plates clinking, Emma humming, Mason asking for more stew – but it felt like I was somewhere else entirely. Ava hadn’t looked at me once since she mentioned Officer Mike. And me? I hadn’t taken a proper bite. “Want more chicken?” Rose asked, halfway rising with the serving spoon. “I’m good, thanks,” I said, though my plate was barely touched. Mason leaned into Ava, whispering something that made her smile for a split second. But even her smile looked tired – like it had to fight its way out. And just as quickly, it faded. I watched her carefully, the way she kept her eyes on her plate, the way her fingers fidgeted with the edge of the napkin. Something was bothering her. And it wasn’t just me. “Aunt Ava,” Emma said, pointing to her chin, “there’s sauce on your face.” Ava chuckled softly and wiped it. “Thanks, sweetheart.” That voice. The softness in it. She was trying – trying so hard to keep things normal. But underneath, it was a
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