Henry Emily And William Afton Novelas e Histórias

My mother's case was reopened, and it didn't take long for the paper trail to lead straight back to the Ashfords. The once formidable Ashford Group collapsed almost overnight. Celia voluntarily handed all of the company's assets over to the Mercer family, then disappeared with my body. Meanwhile, Emilia completely snapped. She broke into Wyatt's home, killed him, and then ended her own life. Right up until her final breath, she was still muttering my name. When the news reached me, I was terrified she would turn into a spirit and keep haunting me even after death, but fortunately, that never happened.

"Did you finally break up with that damn bastard?” As for Henry, Emily had always despised and looked down on him. She had long warned Margaret that he was a hypocritical and unfaithful man, constantly urging her to leave him. But in the past, blinded by love, Margaret had never listened. “Not yet, but soon.” “Don’t worry, I’m not as foolish as I used to be. That bastard Henry cheated on me. I’ll make him pay a hundredfold.” Emily wasn’t too surprised to hear that.

At Sandusky they took the cars for Cincinnati. As they neared the Queen City, they noticed at one of the stations a tall, intelligent, but rather reckless-looking young man, who entered the cars and took a seat directly opposite them. There was something peculiarly attractive to Raymond in the confident, self-possessed manner of the stranger, and ere long he had, to use a Yankee expression, "scraped acquaintance" with him, and learned that his name was Henry [pg 079]Ashton, and that he too was on his way to Frankfort, where he resided. As the young man told his name, Raymond turned to Stanton and said, "I should think that you'd feel acquainted with this gentleman, you are so partial to his

May 15, 1810 What a lovely surprise I had today!My dear childhood friend Henry Fitzroy showed up out of the blue to pay me a visit.I have not seen him since my wedding 15 years ago after which he and his wife had left to travel the world, much like Abigail and Arthur had done.Mathilda has taken ill and could not accompany him but both Charles and I sent our warmest regards to her. One thing about his visit gave me food for thought.He said that Fallon scares him and that scares me.Henry has always been an excellent judge of character and for him to say such a thing about a child no less is not to be taken lightly.

"I didn't know he was getting married," Henry said but Emma paid no attention to him. Her attention was on the headline which was accompanied by a big picture of Eric and Betty with each other. "but Eric didn't mention him being a billionaire's son to me. Maybe that isn't him" Emma said, in denial. "That's Eric wintson," Henry said. He had done his research before coming to Emma and by the look of things, he knew that Emma was oblivious about everything.

She thought, "There is no way you can run away from this, Elsie. Ever since I set foot on this land, I swore to get my brother back." "What happened between you and my wife?" Aiden inquired coldly, glaring down at the average-height man standing before him. Henry disclosed recklessly, "Your wife and I had an affair, and I'm sure you're aware of that fact yourself. Even the entire city of B is aware, unless you turn a blind eye to it." Shoving his hand into his pocket, he pulled out a Rolex Submariner. " Elsie gave me this." Upon seeing the watch, Elsie looked shocked, she darted her gaze back to April and then Henry.

I knew Henry couldn't do anything to Ava with William around. He clearly hadn't expected me to say that. He shot up from the couch in disbelief. "How can you be so unabashedly heartless! You're close to both Ashford men, and they've done so much for you." I shrugged. "I don't see how I can't. Aren't you the one who always says I'm inhuman?" "You—" Henry started to say, but stopped himself. He didn't speak for a long time. Eventually, with a serious expression, he said, "I don't want to threaten you because you're my flesh and blood, Emilia. That's why I'm trying to talk to you nicely. So, you'd better not make me angry.

Henry dropped to the floor. Emily stood staring at him. Suddenly, she ran outside, gagging. She had nothing in her stomach to throw up. I ran out after her, staying by her side. My love, look at me. Her big eyes, shimmering with unshed tears, met mine. I liked Henry… Yeah, this world is cruel. We're going to lose people we love. Her arms tightened around my waist. I'll bury him, then we'll leave. I kissed her forehead. Zanto and Salem carried Henry's body. I dug a grave, then we took turns shoveling before placing his body inside and covering it with dirt. I cursed this world and then walked to the front, where I saw Betty’s men with guns pointed at Emily.

The air was thick with the smell of damp earth and something else—something metallic. Inside, rows of stone coffins lined the walls, their surfaces etched with the names of Ashworth ancestors. But it wasn’t the coffins that drew Elliot’s attention. It was the figure slumped in the corner. Henry. The butler’s body was propped against the wall, his head tilted at an unnatural angle. His eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling. A bloody gash stretched across his chest, soaking his pristine shirt. Emma let out a strangled gasp, and Elliot stepped forward, his pulse pounding in his ears.

Emily, not noticing Henry's darkening expression, continued, "Henry, how about this - you stay with Charlotte, I'll go deal with her. Don't worry, I'll make sure she loses face completely." "What do you plan to do?" "Have security throw her out! Her parents must be rolling in their graves..." Before she could finish, a sharp slap echoed through the hall. Everyone froze, especially Charlotte, who frowned as she watched Henry's eyes grow increasingly dark. "Henry, why did you hit me!" Emily held her face, crying hysterically. "She was once my fiancée in name." Henry's expression was terrifying. "You should respect her. She carried the title of my fiancée for all these years. When you humiliate