All Chapters of Her scars, his obsession : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ava's POVI woke up the next morning with a mild headache. Everywhere was cleaned up, and although I vividly remembered everything that had happened last night, I couldn't recall Cordelia tidying up the place.“Good morning, dear.” she greeted with a tray of hot tea.“Good morning,” I stretched, inwardly feeling guilty for having to stress her the way I always did. “You deserve a healthy sleep, too. You know that, right?”“Oh, I do, but taking care of you like I always did when you were much younger gives me more peace than sleep,” she smiled while setting down the tray. “I know it questions science and all of that, but I'd rather stay up making sure you're healthy and strong than wasting my essence on a bed.”“You're also as stubborn as my dad, so I won't even argue with you this morning,” I rolled my eyes and got off my bed.“You also make brilliant choices like your father, and for that, I'm very proud of you,” she teased back.I took a sip from her cup while she just stood a few i

Ava's POVThe weekend was over soon, and it was another day to face my life at Glint. I had a lot to prepare for the launch of our newest diamond set and although I and Rosalie had already done most of our part, we still had to double-check the effectiveness of everything down to the accounts.“Have a great day at work, dear, and remember, don't make a fuss out of the gift, okay?”I nodded to Cordelia as she walked me out to where my car was parked.“Take care of yourself.”With that, I buckled my belt and drove off. Glint was radiating with a special kind of shine. Everyone was busy with one thing or the other, and it kinda gave me so much relief to know that whatever the outcome of the launch is, we really put in all our efforts into it.“Hey, good morning,” Rosalie greeted me with a tablet in her hand.“What's with the rush?” I laughed nervously.“Have you seen the jewellery set from House of Astor?” She pushed the tablet to me, rubbing her forehead before locking the door behind h

Ethan's POV I woke up staring directly at the ceiling and walls of my apartment. It felt as if the world was quiet since I pulled everything I shared with House of Astor. Phone calls, emails, and everything that can disrupt a man's peace was what I had to deal with for more than forty-eight hours of leaving Ivana's company. However, I chose to call it what I called it, because it was all I needed to be free from Ivana's clutches and the only price I was going to pay was the price of having to wait this long to figure out that all this while I thought I could gain something out of her, she only played me right through the mud. “It's been ages man, do you plan on locking yourself up for eternity there? I'll be at the club by seven. If I don't see you there after thirty minutes, you'll leave me with no other choice than to invade your privacy,” Richard's voicemail said. I exhaled, finally giving in to cancel my quarantine. I asked him to come over instead before going about my act

Ava’s POV“He had been through a lot to see that his family was where it was, and knowing that he didn’t stay much longer even to see his son grow a bit older hurts me. Even if he did, my poor boy still met his end very untimely, and I guess it would have crushed him more than it still crushes me now…” her voice began to break into small sobs.“I’m so sorry you had to go through all of that, Cordelia,” I whispered, tightening my grip around her hands.A part of me finally understood the reason she never agreed to stop working after my father’s death. She was as broken as I was, and just like me, she had nothing to run to. Even if she did, staying was a way of distracting herself from the pain of her loss without having to constantly cry or mourn over it. What a woman.“You know, you told me once that you never thought of marrying my dad. Instead, you let my stepmother in. I think it’s because you loved your husband so much that even in death, you couldn’t betray the love you two share

Ava’s POV “I said get in,” he repeated, only that this time, his voice was slower as if buying enough time in my head for the full effect of his words to kick in. I stumbled on my first step, but he dashed out right in time to stop me from hitting the ground. “Are you okay?” his voice washed over me. “I’m fine,” I stammered, pushing his chest immediately. His eyes flickered immediately, hiding something that suddenly made me unable to breathe. I stood my ground, though, clearing my throat and walking past him. “Thank you,” I muttered after he joined me in the elevator. I didn’t dare look him in the eyes as the tension between us only intensified. “For what exactly?” His voice was unnaturally calm. He was very formal and polite, but at the same time, it felt as if he intended to peel the layers of my skin with his words. “For everything,” I mumbled. “Cordelia sent the message across, and even though I still don't get why you insisted on getting me a gift, it's all go