Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 119

Ava'S POV

When I was looking at the lovey-dovey couple, the person who was behind the wall came into my vision.

I again looked at my father and smiled, thinking how deeply he must hate me.

'Camilla the Chameleon'

Well, honestly, I wasn't a bit surprised looking at her. She has always given me negative vibes, and knowing she is connected to them did not affect me much.

"It's not me; it's her. She is too good at seducing. And see the result in front of you," she said, looking at my belly disgustingly.

I so wanted to take out that tongue of hers, but I controlled my rage because I didn't want to waste my energy on this trash.

Giving her a bored expression, I looked back at my father, who was again looking at me with his wife while holding his hands like a teenager.

"Father, don't mind her. As you have already seen her, she is good for nothing, so let's ignore her and continue our story." I give him my best smile and encourage him with my fakeness.

He gave Camilla one look, and for the first time, his expression agreed with mine.

"You.." Camilla was about to speak, but I showed her my palm and stopped her while still waiting for my father to start.

"Then nothing. Our house got the world's best news about your mother being pregnant." He scoffed.

And again, he failed to make me feel how unwanted I am.

I smile painfully.

"But why did you blame me all your life and accuse me of being a murderer?" I asked, gulping and forming a knot in my throat.

"Oh, my not-so-cunning child. Don't you see that it was simple? I wanted someone to blame, and I found you. I wanted everyone's pity, and I got it. Because until then I needed my father's support. I knew without him I was still nobody, and before I made my name, I needed his support. I showed him the beautiful picture of how he married me off to someone I did not like, but again, me being a good child, I accepted the faith and started living a good life with your mother." He smirked cunningly, and I felt nauseated looking at him.

"You know what? I have never seen such a stupid lady in my whole life. Whatever I did with her, she never informed my parents of the same, and I will be thankful to her for this all my life." My entire concentration was on him and his words. I wish he had some idea of how each of his words was piercing my heart.

Tears finally find their way out. I was looking at him with only expectation: What was my fault?'

"But those cunning foxes again forgot I was their child, and they did what I hated the most." He spoke, gritting his teeth.

"They give their 50% property to you, 25% to my mother, and 25% to me. And the 25% my mother had will be transferred to you once she bids her final goodbye to the world." Taking a sip from his glass, he took a pause.

"Perhaps I was ok with that fact too, as I don't care what you get or how much you get. The problem was that the last will he made kept it hidden from me. I had made enough money because I never trusted my father, so I made my empire, but the way he treated me like an outsider was something I did not like to digest." Hearing him refreshes my memory about the will and the property he is talking about. I have long since been transferred to Blake, and if he wants me back, what will I do?