All Chapters of The Scorned Wife’s Revenge: Claimed By His Ruthless Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Four Years Gone Like That.

“Are you absolutely sure you want me to go ahead with this, Ava?”The question came through the phone with a mix of concern and disbelief. On the other end, Lauren’s voice softened, as though hoping her tone alone could undo what had already been decided.Ava didn’t respond immediately.She stood in the middle of her living room, her bare feet sinking slightly into the plush ivory rug Adrian had insisted on importing from Italy. Everything in the house carried his taste, his choices, his presence. Even now, it felt like he was everywhere… suffocating her.“Ava?” Lauren pressed again. “Divorce isn’t something you rush into. At least talk to him first. Have one honest conversation. You owe your marriage that much.”Ava let out a quiet, hollow laugh.“Honest?” she repeated, her voice low, almost fragile. “You really think Adrian knows what that means?”Before Lauren could respond, a sudden burst of sound pulled Ava’s attention away.The television.She hadn’t even realized it was on.Her

Starting Again.

Ava sat at the edge of the bed, staring at the neatly unpacked suitcase beside her. The TV was off now, and the room was quiet except for the faint hum of the city outside her window. She had carefully put away every piece of clothing, arranged her toiletries, and even tidied the kitchen a little while making herself a simple dinner. Yet, despite the order around her, her mind was anything but calm.She picked at the edge of her plate, lost in thought. Adrian… what had really happened? For years, he had been everything she thought a husband should be. Always charming, always considerate, always sweet. But now she knew the truth and the bitter irony cut deeper than any lie ever could, the same man who had helped with her father’s medical bills, who had sorted out the seemingly endless hospital charges, who had made her feel safe and cared for… the same man was capable of this betrayal.Ava’s stomach twisted as she recalled the countless times Adrian had reassured her during her father

Hatred.

The next day, Ava and Adrian arrived at the sprawling Cole mansion. The estate was massive, with multiple residences within the compound, guarded heavily, and their car’s journey from the gate to the main house alone felt like a mile-long walk.Adrian noticed that Ava seemed off but every time he asked, she brushed it aside, claiming she was “under the weather.”His brows furrowed slightly as his mind drifted back to that morning. He had personally clasped the sapphire pendant around her neck, watching closely for her reaction.“It's beautiful, isn't it?” His eyes sparkled with pride as his fingers traced her neck while he fastened the clasp. The cold metal pressed against her skin, the pendant felt heavy, suffocating. “Perfect” Adrian stepped back to admire his handiwork. His satisfaction was obvious. “Tonight, the whole Cole family will be present and with this necklace, you would definitely be the most beautiful woman in the room.”“Do I need to go?” Ava asked, sounding tired of

Two Months Gone.

Ava regained consciousness slowly, the faint scent of antiseptic and something softer, foral, filling her senses. Her lashes fluttered open as she saw a white ceiling, and soft beeping sounds.She was in a hospital.For a moment, she laid still, trying to gather herself, her body heavy and slightly sore. Then her gaze shifted and she froze.Flowers, the room was filled with them. Roses, lilies, orchids… arranged neatly, beautifully, like someone had gone out of their way to bring life into the sterile space.Ava blinked slowly, a small, fragile smile touched her lips.Adrian…it had to be him. He always knew that flowers had always been her weakness. No matter how bad her mood was, they had a way of softening it, of making things feel… lighter.Her chest tightened slightly, he still remembered, he still cared. Her gaze lingered on the flowers for a moment longer before she shifted slightly on the bed and that was when she noticed it.Her hand, her fingers were intertwined with someone

Let’s Get Married.

“Dad…” Ava’s voice came out softer than she expected, and she rushed in for a hug.“You're here without Adrian, that's new” Mr Sterling noticed, dropping his newspaper safely on the side table and adjusting his glasses.“He had an important meeting to attend…”Ava explained leaving out the part that she was admitted or just coming from a hospital too.She hesitated for a moment before continuing. “Dad…if there was a situation where I had to divorce Adrian… should I do it?”Her father looked up from where he sat, clearly caught off guard by the question. For a second, he didn’t understand. Then he frowned slightly, “No, Ava,” he said almost immediately. “Adrian has done a lot for us. He’s still doing more.” His voice was calm, certain.“I believe whatever the problem is, you both can work it out. Talk it out like couples should.”Ava lowered her gaze, she had expected that answer. Still, it stung.“But what is the matter?” he asked, concern creeping into his tone. Ava shook her head qu

Involvement.

Adrian had just ended a meeting when his phone buzzed again. He glanced at the screen briefly before tossing it back on the table, irritation flickering across his face because it was an unknown number.It buzzed again.And again.“Mr. Cole?” one of the board members called cautiously, noticing his distraction.Adrian exhaled slowly, leaning back into his chair. “Continue.” But his focus wasn’t there anymore.The phone buzzed again and this time, something about it felt off so he picked it up.“Hello?”“Is this Mr. Adrian Cole?” a calm but urgent voice asked from the other end.“Yes.”“This is St. Mary’s Hospital. We’re calling concerning Mr. Sterling”Adrian sat up instantly, “Ava’s father?” he cut in sharply.“Yes. He was admitted into the ICU earlier today. His condition was critical, but he has been stabilized for now. We tried reaching you earlier your number was listed as the emergency contact.”Adrian’s grip on the phone tightened.“Tried reaching me?”“Yes, also Miss Ava calle

Uneasy

Lauren stared at her phone as it buzzed again.And again.She didn’t need to check the screen to know who it was. With a tired sigh, she flipped the phone over on the table, muting the sound before leaning back against the couch.“I swear,” she muttered under her breath, “this man has no shame.”Across the room, Ava sat quietly by the window. She hadn’t moved much in the past hour. Her gaze was fixed outside, but it was clear she wasn’t really seeing anything.The city moved on as usual, cars passing, people walking, life continuing like nothing had happened.But for Ava, everything had changed.Lauren picked up the phone again, glancing at the screen this time. Adrian was calling again.She scoffed lightly. “At this point, I’ll have to block his number soon.”But no response from Ava. Lauren’s eyes lifted slowly toward her and that was when she noticed it again.The silence, not the kind that came from sadness. But the kind that came from… distance.She misses Adrian even more than s

Empty House.

Livia swayed lightly to the rhythm of soft music that played in the background, a glass of champagne held delicately between her fingers as she moved across her living room.The lights were dim, casting a warm golden glow that reflected off the polished surfaces around her, everything felt… perfect.She smiled to herself, taking a slow sip. “Ava really made it easy for me,” she murmured, her tone laced with satisfaction. Her heels clicked softly as she walked toward the large mirror by the wall.She stopped in front of it, tilting her head slightly as her reflection stared back at her.A soft laugh escaped her lips. “I’ll soon become Mrs. Cole.”Her free hand drifted down to her stomach, resting there gently, there was a possessiveness in the gesture. Her fingers moved in slow circles, her smile deepening.“And you…” she whispered softly to her stomach, “you’re going to secure everything for us.” she smiledFor a moment, she just stood there, admiring herself. Then her phone buzzed, h

Disappointed.

The glass doors slid open silently as Ava stepped inside. For a brief moment she stopped and her eyes slowly took in the space before her.The fashion house was nothing short of breathtaking. High ceilings stretched endlessly above, adorned with crystal chandeliers that shimmered like frozen stars. The polished marble floors reflected every movement, every light, every presence. Mannequins were dressed in exquisite, custom-made pieces as they stood like royalty along the walls with each outfit bold, daring, and unapologetically expensive.This wasn’t just a fashion house, it was where influence lived. Where celebrities came to become unforgettable, where names were made and broken.Ava exhaled softly. “So this is it…”“Welcome back.”She turned immediately. Mr. Thompson stood behind her, arms spread wide like he had been waiting forever for this moment.“Ava Sterling,” he beamed, walking toward her, “do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to step into this place again?”A smal

His Favorite.

Jonathan’s expression darkened further, “Your uncle, my son” he continued, his voice tightening slightly, “has refused every proposal we’ve sent.”Adrian’s jaw clenched almost imperceptibly, “Why?” he asked.Jonathan let out a short breath, “Because he can.”“That company,” Jonathan continued, his tone shifting slightly, “has grown beyond anything I expected.” There was something in his voice not just frustration, it was something close to… pride.“My son,” he said slowly, “singlehandedly built a company that is now worth five times more than the one I spent decades creating.”Albert’s shoulders stiffened slightly. Jonathan’s gaze moved to him, “And some people…” His voice hardened, “…still struggle to manage what was handed to them.”Albert didn’t respond, he didn’t even look up. Adrian felt it, the insult, the comparison. But his face remained calm.“I’m working on convincing him,” Adrian said smoothly, his voice steady. “Negotiations take time.”Jonathan studied him for a moment, h

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