Avery's breath caught, her eyes darting between David and Stephanie as the scene before her became a chaotic blur.
Confusion and disbelief wrestled for dominance as she struggled to make sense of the situation.David's gaze met hers, a storm of emotions churning in his eyes."It's not what it looks like," he pleaded, his voice strained with urgency.But the words were lost amidst the pounding in Avery's ears, the hurt in her chest blossoming into an unbearable ache. She stumbled backward, her hand clutching at the fabric over her heart as if to stem the pain."Avery!" David's voice was distant now, muffled by the rush of blood in her head.The room spun, and the faces around her morphed into indistinct shapes. Avery's knees buckled, and she crumpled to the floor, the darkness closing in around her. The last thing she heard was the sound of chairs scraping and voices calling her name before she succumbed to the darkness.*David's confusion was written all over his face. "Sir, please believe me. I didn't have an affair. I was drunk and don't know how I ended up in that room." Michael's gaze softened slightly, but his resolve remained firm."You've broken my trust, David. Avery may not be your love match, but she's your wife and deserves respect. She's been through a lot in this house, and I couldn't do much to help. Now, she's in another man's house, and I'll do everything in my power to ensure she's respected and doesn't get hurt.""Please, let me make amends. I'll do whatever it takes to earn back your trust and Avery's. I have to speak with Avery."Michael sighed. "I've been looking for a reason to end your marriage and set my daughter free. I'm sorry, David. I'm not going back on my decision. Please leave my house. Simon is already working on the divorce with my lawyer."David pleaded, his voice cracking. "Let me just talk to Aver
Emma's face contorted in disbelief. "What? She's really pregnant? She doesn't even look pregnant! How can this be?" she exclaimed, her voice stern and accusatory. "You're running the test again. I demand it!"Avery's eyebrows shot up in realization, her expression a mix of shock and indignation. "So, you actually brought me here to conduct a pregnancy test without my consent and not even for my genotype? Wow, Emma, you're really something else!" Avery stood up, her voice firm."How dare you talk to me like that?" Emma fumed, her face reddening with anger."I and David are having a baby because we're married and want to start our own family. Deal with it, Emma," Avery said and she stormed out of the office.Emma's face twitched in anger, her eyes blazing with fury. "What? Did she just give me a lecture and call me by my first name?" she muttered to herself, still seething.Meanwhile, Avery's legs shook as she staggered out o
Avery's face flushed with anger and embarrassment, her grip on the box tightening. "Is this some kind of joke to you?" she demanded, her voice trembling.David's expression turned apologetic. "No, Avery, I'm sorry. Let's talk. You're pregnant? So, we're going to be parents?" He pouted, then chuckled again, which only irritated Avery further."Can you be serious? What's funny here?" she asked, her irritation evident.David's grin faltered, and he held up his hands in a calming gesture. "Okay, okay. I'll be serious now. Explain everything to me carefully. I'll listen."Avery recounted the test results and swore she hadn't had sex since their marriage. David listened intently, his expression turning thoughtful."You haven't slept with another guy since we got married? Then explain your pregnancy, girl," he said, his tone jovial, which bothered Avery.She glared at him. "What exactly is funny? You don't seem to grasp the seriousness of this situation. I'm done talking to you."As she
"Do you, David Park, choose Avery Downs as your beloved partner in life, your lifelong companion and confidant, pledging to uphold and honor her in all facets of existence, through joyous times and challenging trials? Will you hold her dear, treating her with utmost reverence, nurturing her aspirations and goals, while fostering her personal development and offering unwavering support along every step of the shared journey?" The priest's voice reverberated throughout the enchanting wedding venue, where everyone in attendance eagerly anticipated David's response.David gazed intently into Avery's eyes. He drew a deep breath, his vow exiting his lips. "I, David Park, wholeheartedly and sincerely choose Avery Downs to be my lifelong companion, my dearest friend, and my equal in every facet of life. As we embark on this journey together, I commit to nurturing and cherishing her with an abundance of love and profound admiration. Respect will be the cornerstone of our relationship, as I h
"A favor? Let's hear it then," Avery said, leaning in closer to Tiffany.Tiffany hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to speak. "Um... could you please lend me some money? The bills are starting to suffocate me. I need to invest more in my business, and my three younger siblings have educational expenses that need to be taken care of. On top of that, my mom needs to seek treatment abroad. I know it's uncomfortable to ask the person I love for money, and I don't want it to strain our relationship, but I really need your help, Avery..." Tiffany trailed off as Avery surprised her with a kiss. "I'm a little disappointed, Tiffs," Avery admitted softly.Tiffany's heart sank, fearing she had pushed Avery away. "I'm sorry, Avery. It's okay if you don't want to lend me the money. It won't change how I feel about you," Tiffany quickly responded, brushing away her tears.Avery took Tiffany's hands in hers. "No, that's not what I meant. I'm disappointed that you asked
"Why are you late?" Mrs. Downs asked, her tone edged with irritation as Avery entered the dining room.Avery shrugged indifferently, replying, "I made it here eventually, didn't I? Isn't that what matters?""Good evening, Daddy," Avery greeted her father, intentionally ignoring the rest of her family, including her mother.Her father beamed happily at her and asked, "How are you, my girl?"Avery sighed."I was fine, but being here now doesn't make me feel that way anymore," she admitted.Her father's smile faltered slightly."My poor baby. Have a seat. You can eat and leave soon, alright?" he offered, trying to provide comfort. Mrs. Downs couldn't help but scoff at the "father-daughter" display of affection.Unable to resist the urge to provoke her, Avery's younger brother, Robert, lashed out at her. "Upon being late, you still couldn't even choose a proper outfit. What the heck are you wearing?" he jeered.Avery was wearing a black cargo pant, white t-shirt, and black flats. "Unc
Avery stood up, her arms already halfway extended in anticipation of a hug. But Tiffany raised a hand, refusing the embrace."Hey, we're in public. We can't hug here," Tiffany said.Avery's smile faltered slightly, her disappointment flickering across her face. "But girls hug in public all the time," she replied, attempting to conceal her hurt."I know I'm not just any girl to you, and I know it isn't going to be a regular hug. Let's save it for when we're alone, okay?" Tiffany suggested, motioning towards the empty seat across from Avery. With a slightly deflated sigh, Avery settled into the seat opposite Tiffany and watched as Tiffany ordered a drink."So, how was your day? How did you spend it?" Tiffany took a moment to consider before replying, "Oh, I was at home all day. Although, I did visit my mom at the hospital. How about you?"A wave of sadness enveloped Avery upon hearing Tiffany's response. It was as if her heart had been pierced and shattered into a million fragments.
Avery sat there, crying her heart out and struggling to breathe from the continuous sobs. Many eyes were on her, but she didn't care. She had never felt this betrayed in her entire life, not even the day her mom fired her from the company and put her younger brother, Robert, in her place.A waiter tapped her and handed her a tissue. "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but the other customers are complaining," the waiter said politely. Avery understood the message. "I'm sorry," she sobbed before grabbing her phone and leaving the coffee shop.She continued walking down the street, tears streaming down her face, when a car horned at her from the side. "I'm not in your way!" she yelled, drawing attention from the onlookers.The car parked, and a man emerged from the driver's seat. He wore a crisp, tailored navy blue suit with a white dress shirt underneath. His tie and pocket square perfectly matched in a deep burgundy shade. The man had neatly groomed dark brown hair and a chiseled jawline. Despite