Revenge on My Heartless Husband and Daughter (Tiffany) novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228

“Hey, girl. How was your breakfast?” Ava asked in an annoying, singsongy voice.

“Not great,” I said honestly. “Especially because you didn’t help me out when you saw Ethan forcing me to have breakfast with him.”

“That’s because Richard-”

I cut her off with a sharp look. “It’s fine.”

Ava went a little red, but her gaze lowered to the same marks on my neck that Ethan had noticed. I haven’t had time to cover them with makeup yet.

“Ooo, seems like Alexander got a little possessive last night,” she teased and raised her eyebrows playfully. “Care to share?”

“No,” I said flatly, still hurt by her not helping me out with Ethan. “I have to dry my hair.”

After I was done blow drying my hair, regret for how I treated Ava crept up on me like a fog. Soon, it had enveloped me, and I knew that I needed to make things right between us again. For myself and because I couldn’t move forward in the plan without her.

In the living area, Ava was sitting on the couch with her feet tucked under her, and she was reading a book.

“Listen, I’m sorry I snapped at you,” I said,

She shut her book. I’m sorry I didn’t help out with Ethan.”

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Her apology loosened the tightness in my chest. But when I sat down next to her, a lump developed in my throat. “I have something serious to talk to you about.”

Her eyes widened. “Okay…”

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She did have a good point, but I shook my head. “A brief moment of heartbreak is better than the pain after falling for someone just for them to end things. I can’t fall in love with Alexander because I know that he will just break my heart. I can’t go through that.” I bit my lip as pain sliced through me. “Not with him.”

Ava let out a frustrated sigh. “Why do you think so much? Why are you so anti–love?”

I stayed silent as her words hung in the air around us. Did she actually not know why? My ex–husband had cheated on me, and now his mistress was trying to ruin my life. After going through that, who wouldn’t be cautious with their heart? Even talking about this with her was hard for me.

Inwardly, I thought about how I should distance myself from Alexander. It would be better for both of us if I did. He deserved someone who was open to falling in love. Not a cynic like me. Alexander needed a woman who was passionate about him.

As if he knew I was thinking about him, my phone lit up with an incoming call from where I had placed it on the coffee table. My stomach swooped when I saw Alexander’s name.

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