All Chapters of Her scars, his obsession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

James’s POVI didn't know which was worse after losing her. Meeting her again in another body or watching her drown in everything that could take her life away yet still be able to do nothing about it. She reminded me of her so much that now she was gone, and somehow, Ethan messed up, leaving Ava at this spot, everything felt like a miracle and a plan to make up for my long grief.However, she was dealing with a lot. Every time she came to work, I could just tell that she survived one thing or the other. I knew at some point I would be cautioned for trying to cross the line with the honourable Ava Scott, but just seeing her in that gown with the lights dimmed, ignited something in me. I had been afraid since she walked into Glint that she might undo the long spell and make me man again, and just as I predicted she did. She made my heart beat again. I could say I was the happiest man to exist at that moment, but then again, the fear of losing her again kicked in somewhere underneath t

Ava's POV The blinding light from the window pierced my eyes open. I ruffled the pillow against my palms before slowly opening my eyes to be greeted by a very appealing scent.I sat up and tried to recall events from last night in bits. Thankfully, they didn't have much impact on me as they did last night. I just stared at my belly, gathering all my strength from where I left it because I now had a new reason to be strong. “Good morning, my dear,” Cordelia’s voice echoed with more relief than hurt or disappointment. “How are you feeling?”I exhaled, then glanced at the entire room which was a complete contrast from the mess it was last night, before settling my gaze on her. “I feel new, just tired,” I sighed.She gave me a small smile before handing a small teacup over to me.“It will help relieve your pain,” she explained.I slowly gulped the amber coloured liquid. It had a strong taste of cinnamon and other things I wasn't sure of, but I did feel different after taking it. “Thank

Ava's POVEver since my visit to the hospital, there was no form of healthy tea and exercises I hadn't tried all thanks to Cordelia. She would bring me different meals even before I was able to make a choice or confirm that I was hungry. Each time I tried to complain, she'd remind me that I had a child growing inside of me so everything she was doing was for us now.Today is day three since we visited the hospital and since it was a Monday, I was hoping to get the reports today. Thankfully, James hadn't called since then which in a way made me disappointed. On one hand, I was happy that I wouldn't have to feel bad for not telling him what was wrong with me even though he had helped to make sure that I was fine and on the other hand, I thought he was interested in something about me. Maybe not in us being a couple, but at least he was always in my space for him to just vanish with no trace within these few days.“Hello,” Cordelia snapped her thumb and index finger in my face before I b

Ava's POV Seeing it was none other than Cordelia, I cleared my throat and just moved to the side before James followed suit.“Sorry, I just wanted to be sure you were okay, though,”“It's fine,” I brushed her off politely then turned to James, “Thanks a lot for coming,” I gave him a weak smile.He nodded as though it were nothing, even while the clock said it was already 8:30 pm. I sat on the couch and quietly rubbed my temples while Cordelia explained everything to him.“When did you start noticing his presence?”“Since I visited the hospital,” I quickly replied so I could control the amount of information to be spilt about things in my reports. “I thought it was you, because you can see for yourself that he drives a similar car to yours, but I was mistaken when he drove off.“Did you get to see his face?”“I doubt…” I mumbled. “I can't recall,” I sighed, exhaling at my blurred memory.“I'll see if there's anything I can find, then. If it's beyond what we can handle, then we'll invo

James’s POV “Merry Christmas, my dear friend,” I raised my glass when Mike walked into my working station.“Merry Christmas to you,” he chuckled with a bit of surprise in his eyes.“Come on. Take today off and be my friend. You can continue with the formality after today,” I requested sincerely, pouring wine into another glass for him. I didn't want to feed his ego, but I always wished he would act like someone I've known since childhood rather than a total stranger most of the time.“Sure,” he replied, still chuckling.“What?” I raised a brow.“You've never been up this early on Christmas for a very long time,” he took the glass extended to him and sat opposite me.“Yeah…” I lowered my voice. “Well, it's not like any other Christmas,” I took a sip from my glass.He nodded as though he could read my mind on the spot. I doubted he did, though because if he did, the look on his face would have been replaced by something else, like shock or disbelief.“So… do you have a time for the dat