Todos os capítulos de Married to the Billionaire to Divorce Him: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Ava's POV"Pick it for me," I said with a hoarse voice, and my head still throbbing.David nodded and swiped the green button. "Hey, Priscilla.""David! Where is Ava? What’s going on? I saw what they posted online. Is she okay? Tell me she’s okay!" Priscilla’s voice came through and it was obvious she was panicking. He moved away then came back and then he handed me the phone. "She wants to hear from you." Then he left. I took it, holding it with trembling fingers. "Pris...""Ava! Are you okay? I saw that horrible video online! They’re saying you tried to kill Mr. Hargrave! I tried calling Nathaniel but she cursed at me. I guess he is giving you a hard time.""I'm fine....""You don't sound fine though?"I closed my eyes. "I’m... I’m just a little sick. Don’t worry, it’s probably nothing.""Nothing?! Ava, your name is all over the media! They released CCTV footage of you entering the hospital room right before the machines got unplugged! People are saying you tried to murder him beca

Ava’s POV‎‎"Clara… what do you mean disappointed?" My voice shook, my hands clutching the blanket so tightly my knuckles turned white.‎‎Clara’s lips pressed into a thin line. "I saw the contract, Ava."‎‎My heart dropped so violently I thought I was going to faint. "W-what? How… how did you find it? Only you saw it, right? Please..." My words tumbled out in desperation, tripping over each other. "Does Nathaniel know? Tell me he hasn’t seen it. Tell me you stopped him. Please, Clara, please!"‎‎She exhaled, tilting her head as if the weight of the truth exhausted her. "I wish I could tell you he hasn’t. But I can’t. Because I walked into his room the other day, and he was sitting on the floor… holding the papers in his hands."‎‎"No…" I whispered, my vision swimming. "No, no, no… That’s not possible."‎‎"It’s possible," Clara cut me off, her tone sharp but not cruel. Her jaw trembled even as she fought to hold herself steady. "He looked broken, Ava. Like someone stabbed him str

‎The door creaked open and for a moment my chest lifted hoping, praying it was Nathaniel. But instead…‎‎“Ava…” My mother’s voice cracked. She rushed to my bedside, her arms already reaching for me. “Oh, my child.”‎‎Behind her, my father trailed in, looking older than I’d ever seen him, eyes heavy with stress. And just a step behind them came Aunt Margaret.‎‎My throat tightened. “Mum? Dad?”‎‎They sat on either side of me, their hands pressing mine, but before I could say a word, Aunt Margaret’s voice cut through the room.‎‎“Well, look at you now, Ava.” Her eyes swept over me, cold and critical. “Flat on a hospital bed, the whole city spitting your name like venom. And why? Because you never learned to be smart. Always letting your heart drag you into disasters.”‎‎“Margaret...we already spoke about this...DON'T” my mother tried to hush her, but Aunt Margaret only raised her voice.‎‎“No, let her hear it! Maybe this time she’ll learn.” She crossed her arms, glaring down at m

Ava’s POV‎‎I was finally alone, everyone gone. I thought about it over and over. At this time, I had to face Jessica. Nathaniel wasn't picking my calls or responding to my messages. ‎‎Christy wasn't an option, neither was Clara, they both probably hated my guts. Right now, I had to do what I got to do and face it. I typed a message and pressed send. Would she even agree to meet me? ‎‎After an hour, I scrolled back through my messages, my hands trembling. Jessica’s reply came in....finally. I quickly read it. ‎‎Meet me... Tonight...No one should know.‎‎Every instinct screamed at me not to go, but I had nothing left to lose. If she truly had answers...if I could get her to admit even one truth...I had to risk it.‎‎I slipped out of the hospital without getting caught. The night air was thick and heavy with silence. Am I being stupid for this? Is this even worth it?‎‎I finally reached the secluded area she had sent. It was a broken-down warehouse on the edge of the city, it

‎The room was quiet except for the ticking of a clock on the far wall. Sarah’s words still clung to the air like smoke: “I’m sorry for what I’m going to do.”‎‎But then she suddenly shook her head, forcing a weak smile as though trying to sweep the moment away. “Never mind. Forget I said that.”‎‎She lowered her gaze to my stomach. Her hand hovered for a second before she pressed it lightly against my side. “Ava… tell me the truth. Are you pregnant?”‎‎My heart lurched. My eyes widened as heat surged to my cheeks. “W-why would you ask that?”‎‎Her lips pressed into a thin line. “Because I saw your hospital result. Back at the Hargrave mansion. It was left in your room.”‎‎My blood ran cold. I sat up straighter, panic clawing at my chest. “What? You...” I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “Does Nathaniel know? Did he see it?”‎‎Sarah shook her head quickly, her eyes locking onto mine with certainty. “No. The envelope wasn’t even open when I found it. He didn’t check. He probably doe