All Chapters of Goodbye Husband, Your Weak Wife Is Gone: Reborn : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ava: The party kicked off almost immediately, as more and more exquisitely dressed people were ushered in. Right away, Amelia and the rest started to introduce me to so many faces and their corresponding names while I smiled each time and extended my hand, knowing I would probably never remember these strangers. Some time after the introduction, a man who I presumed was the host started to speak. Amelia told me all about his successful empire and how his son had only expanded it further. His speech floated past me as my mind started to wander. To be honest, I didn’t know what I was doing here. I’d chosen to come here with Amelia to take back my life by experiencing the things I’d been prohibited from experiencing, but now I was here, it felt utterly boring. How did Amelia and even Chantel and Leila who were modern and all over the place enjoy this kind of setting? Back in high school, at balls like this, my friends and I would have snuck out to take pictures and mock everyone’s

Ava: The stranger behind me had a stare down with Scott, daring him to still try and force me to leave with him after he’d warned him to leave me alone. Scott laughed drily. “I don’t have the time for this. Let’s go, Ava,” he said, stretching out his hand. I remained glued to my spot on the floor looking at his hand like some specimen I’d never seen before. He took a step forward, probably to snatch my hand and get this done once and for all, but the stranger behind me also took a step forward. Scott shivered, so slightly it was almost unnoticeable and Belle had a set look of something between fear and awe as she said nothing. Scott turned to her. On cue, Belle came back to herself, and with a plastered smile on her face, she inched closer. The stranger didn’t make a move, probably having calculated and not seen her as a threat. How wrong he was. “Hi sir,” she beamed, a sorry look crossing her face. “I know you’re concerned and frankly you have very right to be. Such

Ava: I was too stunned to fight back when the stranger who’d just wrongly accused me of being on drugs pulled me up. I didn’t even react when he began to walk toward the darkness I’d been afraid of, with me behind him. Maybe I was just overspent. What could he possibly do to me that I hadn’t experienced a worse version of? Besides, I had no plans yet so maybe being put in harms way would force me to think of something. Gosh. How far had I fallen? What were even these thoughts? “You know, I was kind of expecting a fight from you,” the man said, slowing down slightly. I shrugged. “What’s the point? You’re bigger than I am and you have people who can beat me up if you so decide. I’m tired of fighting.” The darkness almost made me miss the tiny wince that passed through his features. He quickly let go of my hand. “Clearly you have a lot of shit going on so I’ll leave you be,” he said, his expression darkening, as if my subservience irritated him. “I was just messin

Ava: I raised my brows at the expectant faces of Amelia, Chantel and Leila, realizing I had no idea what they were talking about. “This clearly means a lot to you three, but unfortunately I don’t know who Noah King is,” I said. Chantel shook her head, while Amelia looked so angry she would burst. Furrowing my brows, I wondered why they were being so dramatic. One would think I’d committed a crime by not knowing the guy. “Each time I see you, my strong desire to strangle Scott keeps increasing,” Amelia said, gesturing with her hands. I now understood her anger was directed at my husband, not me. “He has kept you prisoner all these years that you don’t even know what’s happening in real life anymore.” “Can we not talk about Scott right now,” I pleaded, crossing my arms. I was still yet to come to terms with what had just happened, and I wasn’t ready to relive it yet. “Everybody shut up!” Leila cut in. “You said that guy saved your life and told you he was the caretaker

Ava: A look of fear flashed across Belle’s face before she quickly caught herself. In all the time she’d known me, I’d never once been curt with her. Once could say I always walked on eggshells around her. After my father’s disgraceful arrest, Belle and Amelia had become my only friends. Like a starved child, I had practically treated them like gods, doing everything possible so they wouldn’t leave me. Unlike Amelia who quickly shut me down and reminded me that we’d been friends long before then, Belle reveled in the new me. I easily became a fool for her, letting her walk all over me and sweetly lead me to my doom. “Ava,” she said, clearing her throat and standing straight. “It pains me to say this, but Scott and I are extremely disappointed in you. What you did tonight was despicable. It was so unlike you. I don’t know why you keep hanging around Amelia even after the stunt she tried to pull with your husband. Can’t you see, Ava? She clearly wants you to get on his bad side