The Unwanted Wife's Final Gift

t to the glittering party. Dr. Grace Chen, Ava's best frie

rom him," Grace said softly

er arm. "Know what, Grace? That the woman he de

not true

our anniversary," Ava cut her off, her voice f

ht. She had watched Ava love Ethan Reed

Ethan, who always treated her like his mortal enemy, had appeared out of nowhere. He' d fought them off, getting a

oment of bored intervention.

tant heroism, the flicker of ho

on them. He saw Ava Miller, the girl he had to beat, the competition. He never

anipulative. She played the part of the adoring girlfriend

rporate empires. For Ava, it was a secret, desperate hope. For Ethan, it wa

on. She became his rival again, sharp-tongued and unyielding. It was t

eavy. "It's... it's aggressive, Ava. The onco

words hung in the

hilling clarity. Three months to live. Three months t

aid, her eyes opening, a strange fire in them. "D

t are you

gant, so blind. With Chloe manipulating him. I can'

argue, the door to

nging to his arm. They had c

r sympathy, Ava?" Ethan sneered.

ern. "Oh, Ava, are you okay? You poor thin

roar, but she forced it down. She

said, her voice surprisingly strong. "S

is arms. "I'm n

ean divorce, right? No messy legal battles tha

ightened. She ha

est anything. I'll even add a clause that hands ove

cond

the eye, her voice droppi

inute. You'll do everything I say, go wherever I wan

at's ridiculous!

. A week of her company versus months, maybe years, of a public di

wly, "and then you disapp

ed. The word was a kn

ck at Ava. The scales tipped

ut. "You have a

arm with a sharp tug, ignoring Grace' s

p, a little

Ethan, nodding towards a fuming C