leave my son alone!

Chapter 6

I stormed out of the office, tears

streaming down my face. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I had been

so blind, thinking that Henry actually cared for me. But it was all just a

contract to him, a means to an end.

As I walked out of the building, I

felt I was actually free from the contract I didn't loose anyways .

But as I reached the bus stop, I

realized I had no money to pay for the fare. I had spent my last penny on the

clothes I wore to impress Henry.

As I walked home, the tears

wouldn't stop. I felt so foolish, so used. I had given him my heart, and he had

crushed it.

When I got home, my mother in the kitchen

heard my foot step asked me if I was interested in eating the cake she baked.I couldn't

answer I was exhausted from crying. I opened the door, and that's when I saw

it. A letter on the table, addressed to me.

I opened it, and my heart sank. It

was from Henry's mother. I scanned the letter, my eyes widening in shock.

"She's been paid off," I

thought to myself. "They think they can just buy me off?"

The letter was filled with cash,

more money than I had ever seen in my life. But it was the note that came with

it that made my blood boil.

"Leave our son alone," it

read. "He's engaged to be married, and you're just a distraction. Take

this money and disappear."

I felt a wave of anger wash over

me. How dare they? How dare they think they could just pay me off like some

kind of prostitute?

I crumpled the letter in my hand,

tears of rage streaming down my face. I ran to the kitchen to meet my mother.

"Mum did anyone visit us today?" I

asked raged in anger.

" oh! Yes. She said she's your colleague

at work. What's wrong ?" My mother asked walking close to me.

I couldn't answer her all I could

think of is how to return this damn money

I knew what I had to do. I had to

show them that I wasn't some pawn in their game. I am a woman, and I deserved

respect. Even if am poor they have no right to treat me this way.

my heart racing with anger and

hurt. How could Henry's mother think that I could be bought off like that? And

how could Henry just stand by and let her do it?

I felt like I'd been punched in the

gut. I thought Henry and I had something real, something special. But now I

realized that I was just a plaything to him, a convenience to keep him

entertained until the wedding.

I couldn't believe I'd been so

blind. I'd given him my heart, and he'd crushed it.

But as I stood there, seething with

anger and hurt, something inside me snapped. I realized that I didn't have to

take this lying down. I could fight back.

I took a deep breath and picked up

my bag. I was going to go to Henry's office and confront him. I was going to

tell him exactly what I thought of him and his family's dirty tricks. I need to let him know they are not God.

They are rich does not mean they can just pay off anyone they like. I won't allow them to treat me like trash

And then I was going to walk away.

For good.

As I stormed out of my apartment, I

felt a sense of determination that I'd never felt before. I was taking back

control of my life, and I was starting with Henry.

Little did I know, Henry was about

to surprise me in a way that would change everything.

After getting to the company. The employees

staring at me laughing.

I marched into Henry's office, my

heart pounding in my chest. I was so angry, so hurt, that I could barely see

straight.

"Henry, we need to talk,"

I said, my voice firm.

He looked up from his desk, a look

of surprise on his face.

 "Ava, what's wrong?"

"You know exactly what's wrong.

Your mother offered me money to leave you alone. And you just stood by and let

her do it." I said, my voice rising

Henry's face went white. "Ava,

I had no idea she was going to do that. I swear."

"Don't lie to me.I know all

about your family's dirty tricks. And I'm not going to stand for it." I

said, my voice cold, dropping the envelope of the money and the letter on his table aggressively.

Henry stood up, his eyes flashing

with anger. "Ava, listen to me. I love you. I want to be with you, not

some girl my mother chose for me."

I laughed, a bitter sound.

"You love me? You have a funny way of showing it."

Henry took a step closer to me, his

eyes burning with intensity. "Ava, please. Just listen to me. I'll do

anything to make it right."

But I was beyond listening. I

turned and walked away, leaving Henry and his lies behind.

What the hell. How could he think of telling me he loves me. What a lie!

I hailed a cab and headed home, my

mind reeling from the events of the day. As I pulled up to my apartment, I

noticed a familiar car pulling up behind me. Henry's car.

My heart skipped a beat as I

wondered if he had followed me home. I paid the cab driver and stepped out onto

the sidewalk, my eyes fixed on Henry's car.

And then, I saw him. Henry. Getting

out of his car and running towards me.

"Ava, wait!" he called

out, his voice urgent.

 "Please believe me. I've never felt this

way before."

I stopped in my tracks, my heart

racing. What was he talking about?

"I know we pretended to date,

Ava. I know it was a contract. But along the way, I realized that I have real

feelings for you. I love you."

My mind was reeling. Henry loved

me?

"I don't want to get married

to that girl," he continued, his eyes pleading. "I don't love her, I don't

even talk to her. It's an arranged marriage by my parents. I love you, Ava.

Please believe me."

I was taken aback by his words. I

had no idea he felt this way. But as I looked into his eyes, I saw the

sincerity there. He was telling the truth.

"Henry, I..." I started,

but he cut me off.

"Please, Ava. Just hear me

out. I know I messed up, but I promise to make it right. I want to be with you,

really be with you. No more pretending."

My heart was racing as I considered

his words. Could I really trust him? Did he really love me? 

But as I looked into his eyes, I

saw the truth there. But still confused.