Semua Bab Married to the Billionaire to Divorce Him: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Chapter 110 – Ava’s POV"Describe the lady." Nathaniel asked, taking a glance at me. I looked at him back, realization hitting me. "Wait! It can't be."David looked at us confused at what we meant, but then rubbed the back of his neck. “That’s the thing. I don’t know what she looks like yet. Jessica’s covered her tracks well enough. The transfer documents are also buried under fake identities and sealed passages.”Nathaniel’s face fell. “So we don’t know anything?”David’s lips twitched, not quite a smile, more like a challenge. “Not yet. But I’m digging. I’ll find her. And I’ll find the boy too....I did start digging to find something I could use against Jessica.”I leaned closer to Nathaniel, feeling the heat from his body, the weight of his question pressing on my chest. "Do you think it's her? Do you think the boy could really be your..." I swallowed. "Your son?"Nathaniel’s gaze darted to me, unsure and uncertain. "I don't know. I never..." He dragged a hand through his hair, mak

Ava’s POV“Nathaniel, wait! I think I…” I croaked, my voice wobbly. I was suddenly feeling nauseous.“Want to what, bunny?” Nathaniel grinned, fingers already wickedly tugging at my torn dress like it was wrapping paper on his favorite gift.“I think I want to… oh no… oh no no no…” My stomach flipped like an untrained acrobat. My hand shot up, pushing his rock-solid chest. “I want to puke!”“Wait, wha....?”I bolted upright but it was too late, and right there...right on the ridiculously expensive rug, I was puking.“Oh my God!” Nathaniel practically leapt three feet back, his eyes wide, his hands flying up like I’d just turned into a fire-breathing dragon. “Sarah! SARAH!”His voice cracked like a teenage boy’s as he scrambled for his phone. “SARAH, EMERGENCY! Bring a mop! Bring a bucket! Bring… I don’t know, bring the whole cleaning crew!”“Nathaniel,” I groaned, wiping my mouth with trembling fingers, “It’s just puke, not a crime scene.”“You were perfectly fine five seconds ago! Yo

Chapter 114 – Ava’s POV“Ma’am, you’ll need to come with us.”The words hit me like cold water down the back of my spine. I nodded. What else could I do? Start screaming? Break a chair like some TV soap villain? Nah. It wouldn't make any difference. So I followed.The police station's atmosphere was cold. They took me into a small room with no windows, one table and one chair. Then there was one detective with eyebrows that could kill someone's hope.“We just want to ask you a few questions, Mrs. Ava Hargrave.”Mrs.Hargrave? That stung. Especially when the man who gave me that name was probably pacing some hallway, calling me a liar. I answered every question and repeated everything I saw. But I could see it in their eyes. They didn’t believe me.Hours passed....Maybe it was minutes. Maybe it was days. Time was playing hopscotch, and I wasn’t invited.Finally, someone opened the door. “You’re free to go. For now.”For now....Ah yes....Nothing says comfort like a threat wrapped in pol

“Sir,” Sarah whispered, stepping into the hallway gently like she was avoiding getting on my nerve. “He’s still unconscious… but stable.”I didn’t respond but my jaw was clenched so tight, I could’ve cracked my molars.She came closer, holding a manila folder with trembling fingers. “They handed me this...it's Ava’s test results.”I took it like it was toxic, andI didn’t open it. I was too confused and angry to do so.My chest felt like someone had hollowed it out with a spoon.“Ava left with David Geezran,” Sarah said carefully. “The media’s all over it already and your mother said you should handle it...she's been calling you but you haven't been picking.”Why would I pick her call? She didn't bother checking on Dad and all she did was have pleasure and manipulate people.I nodded once, slowly. “I'll tell my secretary to handle it...PR will tell the press I’m not giving any statement.”“Okay…” Sarah said, but then she hesitated. “Sir...please try to think this through with Ava...so

Ava’s POV“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Angela asked as she peeked at me from the back seat, adjusting her shoes and fluffing her already perfect curls.I nodded faintly. “Yeah… go. I know your boyfriend’s probably blowing up your phone right now.”“He better be,” she muttered, then turned to David. “Take care of her, Geezran. I’m trusting you with my best girl. She’s been through enough.”David just gave her a subtle nod. One of those no-smile, intense-eye-contact kind of nods.Angela blew me a kiss and stepped out of the car. The moment the door clicked shut behind her, the silence returned. David didn’t say anything. Neither did I. I was grateful to him for always being there during my down times but I guess I always run to him when there is something wrong. Nathaniel was right, I was doing almost the thing I was complaining about him.The city lights faded as we moved into quieter roads, and slowly, my eyelids got heavier. My heart still throbbed like it had been left out in the