A Crazy Night with My Ex's Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

AVAThe afternoon that was supposed to be spent having a great time with Isabella now turned awkward and disturbing. Now, we were sitting together in the living room after Charles left.Isabella excused herself briefly to freshen up, giving me a moment alone with Alexander. His jaw was tight as he stared out the window.“Did you know?” I asked him quietly.Alexander shook his head, then frowned even further.“I suspected things weren't perfect, but this...Isabella’s always been private about her relationships, even with family.”When Isabella returned, she’d reapplied her makeup, but that still couldn't disguise the weariness that had settled in her normally vibrant eyes. She carried a silver tray with a crystal decanter and three glasses.“I think we could all use something stronger than tea,” she said, trying to lighten up the mood as she poured into our glasses.Alexander took

AVAIt was the second day of staying at grandma’s…with Blake.I was in the backyard to tend to grandma’s garden after a tense lunch where we all pretended everything was perfectly normal.Gardening used to be a form of therapy for me when I was younger because there was something soothing about nurturing living things and watching them respond to care and attention. But today I was doing it because it gave me a much-needed excuse to avoid being trapped in the cottage with Blake and grandma's not-so-subtle hints about what a lovely couple we made.I was busy spraying her pink rosebush when the water from the hose suddenly stopped. I squeezed the nozzle harder, but nothing happened.So I dropped the hose and went over to the pump that supplied water to the garden. Since I hadn’t loved her in a very long time, I forgot that this particular pump usually had faults and sometimes required some coaxing to continue functioning. Gra

AVAI wrapped a towel around myself, droplets of water tracking down my arms as I fumbled for the device on the nightstand.“Hello?” I answered.“Am I on to Ava Winters?” A male voice responded.“Yes, speaking.” I tucked the phone against my shoulder as I used my other hand to secure my towel more firmly.“This is Officer Daniels from the Whitechapel Police Station. I’m calling because your number was listed as an emergency contact for a Blake Montgomery. Do you know him?”My hand froze in the process of reaching for my robe. Blake? Why would I still be his emergency contact? And more pressingly, why was a police officer calling about him?“Yes, I know him,” I replied cautiously. “What's this about?”“Mr. Montgomery has been arrested. I'm afraid I can't discuss the details over the phone.”A cold feeling that had nothing to do with my damp skin spread through my chest.“Is he—is he okay?”“Physically, he's fine. Are you a family member, Ms.Winters?”“No,” I said quickly. “No, we're ju

BLAKEFinally, I was out of the hellhole I managed to get into in less than 24 hours.Walking out to the police station I took a moment to take a long inhale of the fresh air outside. I ran both hands through my hair, grimacing at the greasy texture of it. Needed a long long shower.I spotted Ava’s car daring off and the sunlight caught her side profile for just a moment before she disappeared into traffic. My chest tightened with an uncomfortable duo of gratitude and shame. Of all the people in my life, it had to be my ex-girlfriend, the woman I hurt the most and definitely still am in love with, who came to my aid.I stared in the direction of the parking area and saw the woman with the bob haircut from earlier. Claire Renwick, my savior.She was conversing with an officer but when she turned and saw me, she nodded to him and concluded their conversation. I found myself walking toward her before I made a conscious decision to do so.“I wanted to thank you for your help in there. If

AVAI nodded to the security guard who tipped his head in recognition as I passed the turnstiles. I had just walked into the lobby of Alexander’s office building.“Morning, Ms. Winters,” called Diane from the reception desk.“Good morning,” I smiled back at her.My five days at granny’s were finally over and it was one heck of an experience.Walking up to the elevator, the doors opened up and I went in, pressed the button for the fourteenth floor, and watched the doors slide closed.Before heading over, I’d called Alexander’s secretary, Maria, to make sure he was available. She had told me he would be in a meeting until eleven, but his calendar was clear after that.I got out of the elevator, also acknowledging the greeting of a few people I met on the way.Maria looked up from her desk as I rounded the corner to her office.”“You’re here,” she smiled and I twiddled my fingers in a wave.“He’s still in the meeting room with the Aldridge team,” she added, gesturing down the hall. They