Chapter 198: Chapter 198

Chapter 0198 “You think she’s your friend, but she’s not.” I begin, “Don’t let her fool you. Did you know she tried her best to seduce Rowan and get him to sleep with her? She even offered to be his mistress, but he refused her.”

Emma looks shocked. Her eyes dancing between mine and Christine. Christine, on the other hand, looks totally afraid because she knows she’s about to loose her hold on Emma.

“She’s lying, Emma. Don’t listen to her!”

“Am I? Ask anyone in our social circle, and they’ll tell you the same thing. Haven’t you ever wondered why she hates me so much? It’s because I was married to the man she wanted for herself. She’s been chasing after him from the moment he hired her as his secretary. It’s no secret she wants him.”

“Is this true?” Emma asks in a deadly voice as Christine nervously nibbles her l*ps.

She took a bullet for me. The least I could do was open her F***ing eyes to the person she considered a true friend.

1 can explain,” she pleads, but Emma doesn’t listen as she blows up on her.

I tune them out and turn to my friends. “Let’s go. My work here is done.”

I tum around just as I hear a slap echoing in the parking lot. Swiveling my head, I look back and see Christine cradling her cheek.

Emma had slapped her hard. I wasn’t sorry for her. The bitch deserved it after what she put me through.

We walk until we can no longer hear them, Sagging against a car, I take a deep breath.

“That was awesome. The way you stood up against her was amazing.” Letty yells happily.

I give them a small smile.

“Thanks. I’m so sorry to have to do this to you two, but I need to go home. I’m so freaking tired, and my feet are aching.” I tell them.

For some reason I feel drained and tired. I just want to go home, de–stress and take a very long nap.

“Are you sure?” Letty asks.

Yeah. Sorry for bailing out on you like this.”

It’s no problem, We understand. Dealing with those two is a headache. Go home and get some rest; we can postpone the meeting for another day.” Corrine adds, holding my hand reassuringly.

“What are you going to do now?” i ask them. I felt bad for canceling, but I also know that I need to get home.

“We’ll continue with Letty’s insane plans and get some greasy food,” Corrine answers with what resembles a wince.

After hugging them and telling them goodbye, I get in my car and leave.

1 should really consider hiring a driver,” I tell myself.

I was short, so with my big belly, it was starting to get really uncomfortable being behind the wheels.

Around forty minutes later, I pull into my driveway. I park my car and get inside the house.

I “Thank God you’re here miss, Ava.” My nanny all but screams while rushing towards me.

I put my bag down. I feel panic trying to claw its way inside me, but I push it down.

“What’s wrong?”

Before she can answer, Noah comes rushing down the stairs. He takes my hand and pulls me towards the stairs.

“Slow down, Noah. What’s wrong?

He looks at me, tears swimming in his eyes. “It’s Gunner. He won’t stop crying, and he won’t tell me what’s wrong. I don’t know how to help him.”

1 tried calling Calvin, but he didn’t pick up,” the nanny says loudly behind us.

I nod my head and let Noah pull me up the stairs and into his room. We enter, and I find Gunner curled into a corner. His head between his legs. Arms around himself. He was sobbing. Gut–wrenching cries.

My heart sinks. His pain breaking my heart into tiny little pieces. He has come to mean a lot to me. Seeing him like this was literally causing me physical pain.