LOGINShare
Chapter Fifty Eight
publish date:
2026-04-11 23:55:11
Latest chapter
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty Eight
*Avina*The phone in my hand felt like a live wire in my hand. Shooting up to my feet, I began to pace the length of my room, my heart hammering a rhythm of pure anxiety against my ribs. I was deviating. I knew it. My initial plan was simple: burn everything Xavier loved to the ground and dance in the ashes. But the more I pulled at the threads of my past life, the more the fabric of my reality unraveled. Xavier killing me in my last life wasn’t just a freak accident or a simple cover-up. It was tied to something deeper, something ancient and rotting. And I desperately wanted to uncover whatever it was. My mind flashed to the gala—to that woman in the charcoal gown. I heard many people there call her an angel, but when our eyes, hers shrouded in shadows, I'd felt a chill that didn’t come from the air conditioning. And then there was Chloe, whispering in corners with that woman. My hand clenched into fists by my side. I had questions that were eating me alive. Blowing out a shaky
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty Seven
*Ronan*“God damn it," I hissed, slamming my fist against the armrest. Valentine was a master of exposure, and was known for his ruthlessness. If he was sitting across from Avina right now, he was filling her head with things she wasn't ready to hear. Things I have managed to keep hidden from her all this while.I pulled my phone from my pocket, my fingers flying across the screen. I dialed her number, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my teeth. Ring. Ring. Ring."The number you are trying to reach—"I ended the call and dialed again. Nothing. Switched off. "Her phone is dead," I growled. "Archer, floor it. Get us to the penthouse. Now.""Sir, Frank isn't answering his radio either. They might be in a dead zone, or...""Or Valentine has a jammer," I finished for him. The panic was a living thing now, clawing at my throat. I didn't care about the deals in Zurich. I didn't care about the board members or the stocks. I cared about the look in Avina’s eyes when she finally r
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty Six
*Ronan*The hum of the private jet’s engines was a low, constant thrum in my bones, a sound that usually signaled the end of a successful deal. But as the wheels hit the tarmac of the private hangar, success was the last thing on my mind. Zurich had been a blur of grey skies, sterile boardrooms, and Swiss bankers who talked too much and said too little. I’d spent forty-eight hours wanting to reach through the phone and pull Avina into the seat next to me.The cabin door hissed open, and the humid, heavy air of the city rushed in, smelling of rain and jet fuel. I stepped down the stairs, my suit jacket slung over one arm, my neck stiff from a flight spent staring at a blank laptop screen. Archer was waiting by the black SUV, his face as unreadable as a stone wall. He didn't offer a greeting. He just opened the door. That was the first sign that the gala hadn't gone as quietly as I’d hoped.I handed my briefcase to Zach, who stood behind me and got into the car."Report," I said, the
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty Five
*Avina*“The vitamins, Xavier," I hissed, leaning in until I could see the sweat on his brow. "The little white pills you told me were for my health. The ones that made my heart race and kept me in a constant state of panic so I would never leave the house. I know exactly what they were. I know you were keeping me drugged and dependent."His eyes widened, a flicker of genuine shock crossing his face before he masked it with a sneer. "You’re crazy. I was trying to help you. You were a wreck—""I was a wreck because you were poisoning me!" I shouted, the sound echoing off the stone walls. My eyes narrowed. "But then you were way too up in your own ass to realize that eventually, I’d stop being the girl who believed everything you said. But I see you now, Xavier. I see the small, insecure boy hiding behind a expensive suit."I stepped back, adjusting the silk of my dress. I felt a surge of power so raw it made my fingertips tingle."Stay away from me," I warned, my voice dropping to a de
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty Four
*Avina* Xavier looked between us, his brow furrowing. "What? What are you talking about?"That the love of your life was faking a pregnancy to try and trap you into a marriage? "Ask your fiancée, Xavier," I said, stepping back. I felt a cold, jagged sense of triumph. "She seems to have a very... selective memory when it comes to her health."Daphne finally found her voice, though it was thin and reedy. "She’s lying! She’s just trying to cause trouble because she’s jealous!""Am I?" I reached into my clutch and pulled out a handkerchief and daintily patted my brow, ensuring the movement caught the light on my ring.Xavier’s eyes snapped to my hand and he went completely still. I watched the realization dawn on him—the size of the stone, the quality of the platinum, the sheer, unmitigated wealth it represented. "That ring..." Xavier whispered. "Avina, where did you get that?""From a man who knows how to treat a woman," I said. I tucked the handkerchief away and looked at them both w
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty Three
*Avina* The interior of the Maybach smelled like expensive leather and the faint, lingering trace of Ronan’s expensive cologne. It was a haunting scent, a reminder of the man who should have been sitting next to me, his large hand resting over mine. Only that now, the seat was empty. Ronan was actually meant to come with me to this gala. But something work related had dropped by last minute. He’d spent an hour this morning pacing the foyer, his phone pressed to his ear, barking orders at someone in Zurich. And when he finally had to go, he’d gripped my shoulders so hard I thought he might leave marks. “Stay with the guards, Avina. Don’t wander. If someone breathes in your direction the wrong way, you leave. Do you understand?”On first thought, I was actually tempted to ask him why he was so riled up about a gala. Was it actually because he couldn't be here with me? Or was it something much more than that. Howeve, I had gritted my teeth and promised. I’d given him my word just to
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty Two
*Zeke* The air in the ballroom was thick with the scent of lilies and expensive champagne, but to me, it smelled like old incense and damp stone. I adjusted the cuffs of my shirt, feeling the weight of the silver links against my wrists. I leaned against a marble pillar, watching the crowd. The
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty One
*Avina* The sound of Daphne’s scoff was the final thread snapping in my mind. It was a sharp, jagged noise that cut through the fog of Sebastian’s warnings and Ronan’s secrets. Everything I had been holding back—the fear from the docks, the confusion about my mother, the suffocating weight of who
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Fifty
*Avina*The restaurant was called L’Eclat. It was perched on the top floor of a skyscraper that overlooked the entire city, a glass-and-gold cathedral for the elite. And Ronan had booked out the entire floor. I arrived in a dress that felt like armor—midnight blue silk that clung to my curves, pai
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Forty Nine
*Avina*The heavy steel doors of the detention center hissed shut behind me, the sound echoing like a final judgment. I felt like I was walking through a dream or a nightmare. Or maybe both. My legs were heavy, and the air outside felt too thin to breathe.Sebastian’s words were a recurring loop in
You may also like
The CEO's Ten Million Dollar Wife
R.C.BRIE15696.0K viewsSEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID
Wild Dreams2.1M viewsOn Her Daddy’s Bed!
Xee write665.7K viewsMaster Odell’s Secret Ex-wife
Eggsoup1.2M viewsFORBIDDEN DESIRES
Bpen401 viewsFalling for my Husband's Rival
Pris_writes97 viewsChaos Is My Crown
Amaka 392 viewsMy Bestfriend's Boy
Ibiene63 views
