Semua Bab Billionaire Heiress is Divorcing Her Husband : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Victoria?" "Why...why are you...?" Her hands trembling with rage,she strode to the bed "What's going on? What the hell are you doing in my husband's bed dressed like that?!" Her fist clenched so tightly,bloody moons appeared in her palms,as she glared at the woman on the bed. "What do you mean?" Victoria stared straight at Ava mischievously,her wide mouth lifting on a smirk "Could it be that this situation is confusing you? Ah ,I understand, it must be because you've never been in it, you know...as Ethan has never touched you?" A playful smile on her face, Victoria replied,playing with the tassels on her lingerie. Ava wished that she could backhand that smirk off her face,but she couldn't refute her. Blinking back tears of anger,she forced her gaze around the room properly,scoffing in disbelief. The room was dimly lit from the chandelier above,which cast a faint glow around the room,Victoria's dark tresses looked disheveled and telltale marks were on her exposed neck

ETHAN STOOD TRANSFIXED to the spot was he tried to register the words he had just heard from the woman in front of him.She was small, her copper curls wrapped up completely in a bandage, her blue eyes was dark with rage, her face was pale and she looked like she fall over any minute.‘Motherf*cker? Divorce? Before that why does she look so bad?’ He had received the report of her accident and hearing her driver sound somewhat okay had assumed her injuries were so-so.He had wanted to go visit her, but Victoria had requested his help with setting up the exhibition and she looked so harried he had no choice but to stay behind and sort things out as this event was very important to him.When Ava’s driver had called again, Victoria had urged him to go.“Please leave, I can handle the remainder by myself, if the madam knew you didn’t go because of me…I’m afraid she…” Victoria trembled in fear, seeing her so scared, he had hardened his heart and decided to stay back.“Just take her to the h

Arriving at the McQueen mansion, Ava turned to look at the man beside her,he really looked like an angel."Did that person send you?" She asked removing her seatbelt "Convey my thanks to him" she opened the car door and stepped out without waiting for his answer."When will you return?" Dean asked, his words stopping her mid-stride."Soon" Ava replied, so softly it could have been the wind before continuing into the house.She could hear voices before she entered the living room."She's always been like this, pulling stunts to get cheap attention for herself, she should be locked away in a facility and stop embarrassing my son" Phoebe's peculiar shrill voice carried from the room.Ava walked in and saw Victoria sitting near Phoebe on a sofa,her hands cradling a teacup, her shoulders hunched, she had returned first without Ethan it seems."I don't think she did it on purpose" Victoria said weakly " The

Victoria's nails dug crescents into her palm as Ethan's taillights winked out of sight. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth -she'd been biting the inside of her cheek without realizing. She forced her facial muscles into what she hoped resembled a smile as Phoebe held the car door open for her.The leather seat squeaked beneath her trembling body. Her gaze fixed on the spot where Ethan's car had disappeared, following Ava of all people. The same Ava she had claimed had tried to have her kidnapped. The same Ava who should be beneath contempt in his eyes.Three years ago flashed before her eyes. The fake rope burns on her wrists. The blindfold. Ethan bursting through the door, his face contorted with fury. Yet even then, even after hearing that Ava had orchestrated, he'd hesitated. "Grandfather wouldn't allow it," he'd said, when she'd suggested divorce.But Grandfather was cold in the ground now. What was Ethan's excuse?Ice crystallized in her veins. An image surfaced: Eth

"Yes, yes, I'd send the private jet to you right now." David Cardwell's deep voice cracked mid-sentence as he clutched the receiver so tightly his knuckles whitened. A single drop of sweat rolled down his temple despite the room's arctic air conditioning.She had reached out.His granddaughter had reached out.The photograph on his desk of Eleanor as a teenager, all sunshine smiles and windswept hair, seemed to glow in the afternoon light. When the investigator had first delivered the news that Eleanor had survived the accident and even had a child, David's chest had swelled with a hope he hadn't felt in decades. But that hope withered when the next words came: Eleanor herself was already gone, buried in a cemetery across the country without him ever knowing.His precious baby. Gone. Not even a chance to brush his fingers against her cheek one last time or whisper goodbye.But she had left something behind. Someone. Ava.David's hand trembled as he pressed the receiver closer, drink