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

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

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

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

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

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