Semua Bab Goodbye, Ex-Husband, Next Please: Bab 91 - Bab 100

AVA'S POV My whole body froze, my fingers clenched so tight around my drink that I thought the glass might shatter. I had told myself I was prepared to see them again someday. But not tonight. Not when Kevin had promised me they wouldn’t be here. Sally noticed them at the same time I did. “What the..." she started, her voice rising in anger. She turned to me, her eyes flashing. “Ava, I swear, I will drag that woman out of here myself.” She was already moving, ready to storm toward Laura, but I caught her arm. “Sally, no,” I said, my voice low but firm. She snapped her head toward me. “Ava, don’t do this. You know I won’t let her stay here. She has no right to be here when she wasn't even invited by Kevin." I swallowed, my throat dry as sandpaper. My whole body was shaking with rage, but I tightened my grip on Sally’s arm. “You promised me,” I reminded her, my voice barely above a whisper. Sally’s jaw clenched, and for a moment, she looked like she might ignore me. B

JASON'S POV I stormed down the hallway, my blood boiling. I couldn’t believe what just happened. Couldn’t believe that Ava had pulled Laura into the pool with her. Laura was pregnant. Pregnant. And Ava still had the heart to do such. I shoved the guest room door open without knocking. Ava was sitting on the bed, wrapped in a towel, her wet hair sticking to her face. Alex stood near her, his arms crossed like he was ready to play hero again. Kevin had dragged Sally out the second I walked in. “What the hell is wrong with you, Ava?” My voice came out sharp, cutting through the tense air. “Laura is pregnant, and you still had to drag her into your mess?” Ava lifted her head slowly, her expression one of surprise. Then, she let out a cold laugh. “My mess?” “Yes, your mess!” I snapped. “You couldn’t just walk away, could you? You had to make a scene like you always do.” Her eyes darkened. “You weren’t there, Jason. You didn’t hear what she said to me.” “I don’t care wha

AVA'S POV The silence after my words felt like a knife cutting through the air. Jason just stood there, frozen, his eyes widened in shock. For the first time since he entered the room, he had nothing to say. No anger. No accusations. Just silence. I should have felt satisfied. I should have felt victorious after finally throwing the truth in his face. But all I felt was pain. My hands were shaking. My heart was pounding. My entire body felt like it was on fire. I had held this in for months. I had swallowed my grief, my anger, my suffering. I had let Jason treat me like I was nothing while he ran to Laura every time she called. I clenched my fists, trying to keep myself together, but the tears came anyway. It was hot, angry, and unstoppable. “You want to know what kind of woman I am, Jason?” My voice cracked as I stepped closer, my whole body trembling. “I’m the kind of woman who cries alone at night, holding my stomach, praying for our baby to be okay.” “The kind of woman wh

AVA'S POV I walked out of that room, my chest heaving, and my heart was heavy. The moment the door slammed behind me, it felt like I had left a piece of myself in there. I should have felt relief, but all I felt was emptiness. The hallway was quiet, but my mind was loud. Jason’s broken voice echoed in my head – his plea for me to stay. But it was too late. Too late for him to ask me not to go, too late for him to realize what he had lost. I didn’t want to go back to the party. I couldn’t. I wasn’t ready to see people laughing, drinking, and acting like the world wasn’t crashing down on me. My legs felt weak, my body trembling with exhaustion. The pain in my chest was unbearable. I needed air, I needed to get away. I turned away from the direction of the pool and started walking toward the garden. I had been here before so I knew my way around. With every step, my vision blurred, my legs dragging as if they weighed a thousand pounds. My breathing felt heavy like there wasn’t

AVA'S POV The sharp voice sent a chill down my spine. I turned my head slowly, my body stiff with tension. Only to realize it was Laura. She stood a few feet away, dressed in the hospital gown, her long dark hair falling loosely over her shoulders. I didn't expect to see her here. But then it crossed my mind that she might have been brought here after the pool incident. Just the sight of her made my blood boil. The memory of my baby, my little angel, flashed through my mind. Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with pure hatred. I could feel the heat of her anger burning through the space between us as she stomped toward me, her hospital gown swaying with every step. Before I could react, she lifted her hand, aiming to slap me across the face. But she never made it. Alex’s fingers wrapped around her wrist mid-air, stopping the slap before it could land. His grip was strong, his eyes cold as he glared at her. Laura’s face twisted with rage as she yanked her hand free, turn