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Chapter Thirty Nine
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Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Thirty Nine
*Avina* I winced, the sound of Chloe’s screech piercing through the air like a serrated blade. I actually had to lift my hands to cover my ears, my eyes squeezed shut as the frequency rattled my skull. Moments later, the room fell into a suffocating, vibrating silence. Chloe stared at me, her face losing every ounce of color until she looked like she’d been carved from wax. "Avina?" she choked out, her voice a thin, ragged thread. "You... you aren't... how are you here? You were supposed to be—""Dead?" I finished for her, my voice eerily calm. I slowly spread my arms wide, the sleeves of my navy dress fluttering lightly. "Well, Surprise!” I finished in a singsong toneBeside her, the two men scrambled. They didn't even have the decency to be embarrassed. They just tugged on their clothes with frantic, fumbling fingers, tripping over their own shoes as they made a break for the door. Fucking cowards. Chloe sat frozen on the rumpled bed, her hair matted to her skull. And as if sh
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Thirty Eight
*Avina*I bit my lip. I couldn't tell them I was reborn. I also couldn't tell them that I knew about the Vesper-Aries merger because it had been the biggest news story of the year in my previous life. I couldn't tell them that I remembered Ronan finally solving it on his own months from now, and that I had simply stolen his own future answer to save my present life.“I had leverage,” I said simply. “Business leverage. I solved a problem for him that was costing him millions. He’s a businessman, Maria. He saw an advantage, and he took it.”"He won't be held by that leverage forever," Maria warned. "Sooner or later, he’s going to start wondering how deep your 'sources' go.""Let him wonder," I said. "This is the fastest and surest way. By aligning with him, I get back into the Graves circle. I get into their private hospital. I get access to the records they’ve spent years hiding."I paused, let the words sink in. "I can also find out what happened to your sister, Maria. I can find the
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Thirty Seven
*Avina*The water was scalding, exactly how I needed it. I stood under the showerhead, my forehead pressed against the cold, white marble tile. The steam rose in thick, suffocating clouds, blurring the edges of the high-end bathroom until the world felt small and manageable. I didn't turn the temperature down, even as the heat bit into the raw, red welts on my wrists and sent a stinging fire through the bruises blooming across my ribs. I needed to feel the sting. I needed it to drown out the phantom sensation of the cold, damp basement and the smell of rusted iron. Ronan had wanted me to go to his estate. He had been a low, rumbling force of nature in that office, his eyes never leaving mine as he insisted I wasn't safe. But I had refused. I had looked him in the eye, the very man I had just proposed a contract marriage to, and told him no. But truth was I needed to be here, in my penthouse. I needed a space that didn't smell like him, a space that wasn't a fortress built by a man
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Thirty Six
*Ronan*The silence in the office was thick and pressed heavily against my eardrums. I stood there, my hands still half-raised toward her, my breath hitched in my throat. I looked at the woman standing in the center of my workspace. She looked like a nightmare and a miracle all at once. There was blood matted in her hair. Her wrists were circled with purple welts. Her dress was shredded at the shoulder. Her feet were bare and blackened with grit. Then she spoke. Those three words.“Let's get married.”I couldn't move. I couldn't even blink. I just stared at her, waiting for the punchline. My mind, usually a sharp, calculated machine, had ground to a halt. I’ve faced down boardrooms full of sharks and men with guns, but nothing had ever knocked the wind out of me like this nor made me feel like I'd forgotten how to speak English. I let out a short, dry sound. One that felt like I had sandpaper lodged in my throat. I lowered my hands and stepped back, raking a hand through my hair.
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Thirty Five
*Avina*Silence permeated the room, and I felt sick to my stomach with each passing second.Organ harvesting.The words felt like heavy stones dropped into a deep, dark well. My stomach knotted, my throat growing parched as pure panic and horror flooded my system. It wasn't just the thought of death—I had faced that before. It was the clinical, cold reality of being treated like a piece of meat.“O-organ harvesting, you say?” I choked out. My head felt too heavy for my neck, tilting slightly as I stared at the Evelyn.Evelyn nodded, her face a mask of serene, terrifying calm. I shook my head, my hands gripping the crisp sheets so hard my knuckles turned white. “You have to be mistaken somehow,” I insisted vehemently. The absurdity of it made a cold sweat break out across my forehead. “Those men… they said something about drugging me and letting me go afterwards. They were just… delivery men.”Or whatever they were called. Evelyn’s brows lifted, her eyes filled with a glint that told
Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife Chapter Thirty Four
*Avina*I jolted upright with a sharp inhale, my eyes snapping open with my breath catching halfway like something had clawed its way up my throat.And I instantly regretted that action. The world lurched and a sharp pain detonated behind my eyes. It was as if someone had driven a spike straight through my skull and left it there. I squeezed my eyes shut, but that only made it worse. A broken sound slipped out of me.“God—”My hand flew to my temple, fingers pressing hard like I could hold my head together, like it wasn’t about to split open. The movement tugged at something else, and a sharp, tearing ache ripped through my shoulder.“Holy shit!“ I cussed under my breath, gripping my shoulder. The ache slowly spread from my shoulder down my arm in a hot, throbbing wave, stealing the strength from my fingers. My arm sagged uselessly at my side, heavy and wrong. I don’t remember hitting my shoulder against anything that would’ve caused this kind of bone-deep ache.And where on earth
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