Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 53

Ava'S POV

"Which no one knows, nor will they ever, because it is not in the name of Ava." I shrug my shoulders proudly.

"Who are you, girl?" He said this while coming close to me.

"Someone no one should mess with." I said, giggling.

"Where are you planning to go?" He asked softly, looking worried.

"First, I will go home, ops. I mean Blake's place, and then I will head to my destination." I said, smirking.

"And what about the security? I already got a call from Nora, and I told him you were with me." He spoke.

"Do not worry; you come with me. We will figure something out." I said this while again turning my back to my grandmother and smiling at her.

I will live my life the way I want to from now on. I said this while smiling.

Me and Nathan went back to Blake's house. Yes, now I cannot call this place home because it is not for me at all.

Mam, where were you?" Nora asked me as soon as I reached the house.

"Oh, hi Nora, Well, I am sorry, but as you know, we are leaving tonight. So, I really wanted to meet my grandmother. So I went to say goodbye." I stated the fact, and I know he has nothing to say about it.

But ma'am, you could have informed me that I would've driven you off there." He said it in a low voice.

Nora, I am not used to having guards around; hence, I always forget. Sorry." I sweetly asked for his apology.

I know this poor soul has nothing to do with all the drama.

"It is ok, ma'am." He said it, nodding.

I started walking, halted, and looked back. "Mmm, Nora, can you do me a favor?" I asked sweetly.

"Sure, Mam, please order." He spoke.

"As you know, we have a late-night flight to catch, and I do not know when I will be back. So I was thinking... to surprise Blake, and I would like you to go and get the flowers for me." I shyly looked at his face.

Sure, Mam," he said.

"Great, then get me a bunch of Purple Ware Petunia. It is my favorite flower, and I want to gift him the same." I said it excitedly.

Certainly, Mam," I said, arranging them right away.

"No, please go and handpick the fresh flowers." I ordered him.

"But ma'am, I cannot leave you." He said it in a low tone.

"Do not worry, I am going to sleep, and moreover, with the kindly security we have in the house, no one will even touch my strand." I said this while showing him security.

I can see she is contemplating. So, I said, Ok, fine, let me go then." I tiredly started walking back towards the door, and bingo.

No, ma'am, please rest. I will get it." He said he turned around and left.

I looked at Nathan, who was looking at me surprisingly well. "This was the best idea you got? And did you forget the security this mansion has? How will we get out from here?" He will be back in ten minutes with flowers." He said it grumpily.

"These flowers are available only in summer, and right now it is peak winter. He will not get them, and if he does that too, not at least in the whole of New York. Moreover, Blake has only appointed Nora for my security, so they will not stop us." I said, smirking.

"You and your obsession with the flowers." He said this, shaking his head.

"It is called love, not obsession." I gave him a sheepish smile and left for Blake's room.

Opening the closet, I took some documents out, looked at the headline, and smiled painfully.

Divorce Agreement

Today I am freeing you from all the burden you had to have me in your life.

I leave a small gift for you and hope you like it.

I am also transferring my property to your name, so from now on, you do not have to play the games behind my back for that.

I never thought money could be so important; people do not think even once before breaking many hearts.

From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other.

Now you live your life happily, and let me live mine the way I like to.

Take care, Blake.

Ava

"Ava, are you alright?" I look back with teary eyes. Nathan looked worried about me.

I ran to him and hugged him tightly. "It is hurting Nathan; it is hurting here." I said this while pointing at his heart and crying on his chest.

"This will pass, dear; this will pass too." Creasing my back, he spoke softly.

He let me cry as much as I wanted, then broke the hug and looked at me. He said, "We should get going."

"Yeah, just a minute." I just ran back towards the bed, took out the handwritten note, and kept it in my bag.

Getting out of the house, I look back at the beautiful mansion painfully, where I had some of my best time.

"I hope I never see you again."

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