All Chapters of My Ex Fiancé Uncle’s Obsession : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ethan’s POV The restaurant was too polished for what I needed it to be. Soft lighting. Expensive silence. The kind of place people chose when they wanted to believe they were still in control of their lives. I didn’t feel like I was. I sat at the back corner table, where the mirror-like glass wall reflected everything but revealed nothing useful. My fingers tapped lightly against the table even though I wasn’t paying attention to the rhythm. I haven’t been paying attention to much lately. Especially not work, not anything that didn’t somehow circle back to Ava. I exhaled slowly through my nose and forced my eyes away from the entrance. The chair across from me finally pulled back. Serena Hayes sat down like she owned the space around her before she even touched the table. She didn’t greet me, never really did. Her bag was placed beside her, precise, controlled. Her expression, however, was not. “You’re getting sloppy,” she said, clearly irritated. I leaned back sligh

Ava’s POV The drive to the Blackwood Estate felt shorter than it should have. Maybe because my mind refused to stay in one place long enough to measure time. Every few minutes I found myself staring out the window only to realize I didn’t actually see any of the scenery passing by. The city lights slowly disappeared behind us. Buildings gave way to trees, traffic disappeared, and the closer we got to the estate, the quieter everything became. My stomach twisted tighter with every passing mile. I looked down at my hands. They were clasped so tightly together my knuckles had turned white. By the time the car pulled to a stop, my nerves were all over the place. The driver stepped out and walked around the vehicle. A second later my door opened. Cool evening air rushed in. I took a slow breath. Gathering whatever courage I had left. I stepped out of the car. My heels touched the stone driveway. I smoothed my dress once. Looked up—and completely forgot whatever I had been

Ava’s POV For several seconds after Ethan walked away, I remained, pacing back and forth. It shouldn’t bother me but unfortunately it did. The hallway suddenly felt too quiet. Only echos of laughter and hushed conversation from the dinner room filled it. I hated that he had gotten into my head, EBY as I knew that was exactly what he wanted. But another part of me couldn’t stop replaying everything he had said. Victoria. Adrian tracking her and destroying the life of the man she was with? The questions stayed with me all the way back to the dining room. The moment I stepped inside, I noticed the conversation had long moved on. Nobody had stopped talking or stared as I walked in. They had simply moved on without me and I wasn’t sure if that made me feel relieved or invisible. My eyes found Adrian instantly, I wasn’t surprised to find he was already looking at me. Waiting. As though he had been tracking the doorway since I left. The realization should have comforted me. Instead,

Ava’s POV For a second, nobody spoke. I wasn’t sure what shocked the room more—the missing acquisition proposal or Adrian believing me without asking for proof. The silence felt louder than any accusation. Adrian turned toward the board as though nothing extraordinary had happened. “We’re delaying the meeting by twenty minutes,” he announced calmly. A director immediately protested that investors had flown in from Zurich, but Adrian simply replied, “I know.” “The proposal is the foundation of today’s discussion,” another director insisted. Adrian met his gaze without raising his voice. “We’re delaying the meeting.” No one argued after that because no one challenged Adrian Blackwood twice. The boardroom erupted into controlled chaos as assistants called investors, Legal searched for backups, and IT rushed to investigate. I remained frozen beside the conference table, staring at the empty folder on my laptop. It wasn’t possible. I knew my routine by heart—draft, review, save, uploa

Adrian’s POV With everything happening at Aurelius Group, one truth became impossible to ignore. Whoever was orchestrating this chaos wasn’t trying to destroy Ava alone—they wanted to punish me too, as though I had committed some unforgivable crime against them. Every stolen file, every calculated move, every carefully planted doubt carried the unmistakable scent of revenge, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was only seeing the surface of something much darker. Ethan had resented me since we were children, so discovering he had been communicating with Serena wasn’t exactly shocking. What kept gnawing at the back of my mind was the question of who had manipulated him into taking things this far because Ethan had always been impulsive, but never strategic. Whoever was standing behind the curtain understood exactly how to exploit old wounds, and being family wouldn’t spare Ethan from the consequences of the choices he had made. The truth was, I didn’t have many enemies. If an