The Day I Quit Him (Autumn and Mars) novel Chapter 244

**Chasing Light, Finding Peace by Rohan Verma**
**Chapter 244**

“What on earth is she doing here?”

Nina’s voice was laced with disbelief, her protective instincts kicking into overdrive.

“And she’s actually asking for you? Is she here seeking revenge or something?”

Nina’s defenses were fully engaged; she felt an overwhelming urge to whisk Autumn away from the presence of this woman.

Yet, Autumn found herself intrigued by the unfolding drama.

From the very beginning, Ava Henderson’s hostility had been palpable, a thick tension hanging in the air every time their paths nearly crossed. But Autumn was certain that they had never truly met before.

This moment felt like a golden opportunity to unravel the mystery surrounding Ava’s animosity.

“It’s alright. I knew this day would come eventually,” Autumn reassured herself, her mind racing with thoughts. Since she had made the decision to marry Owen Bennett, there was no escaping his social circle.

Autumn was not one to shy away from confrontation; in fact, she thrived on the thrill of a challenge.

Ava had made several attempts to stir up trouble, and if Autumn chose to avoid her now, it would only fuel rumors that she was afraid.

No, Autumn preferred to face her adversaries directly. A victory was only truly satisfying when achieved in a head-to-head encounter.

“Let her in,” Autumn instructed the housekeeper, her voice steady and resolute.

Seeing the determination etched on Autumn’s face, Nina nodded, though her expression remained fierce. “Alright, but I’m staying right here with you.”

If Ava Henderson dared to disrespect her sister-in-law, Nina would be the first to ensure she learned a lesson!

Autumn couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusement and concern at the sight of Nina’s furious demeanor.

She reached out, patting Nina’s hand in a gesture of comfort. “You really don’t need to be so tense.”

Nina’s body was taut, resembling a startled kitten, fur bristling with indignation—a strangely endearing sight.

Nina managed a brief smile at Autumn, but as the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway, her expression shifted to one of wide-eyed apprehension as she turned to face Ava.

Ava’s gaze immediately landed on the two women, standing in such close proximity that it was almost as if they were a united front.

Though she had only seen Nina a handful of times, Ava had already mapped out the Bennett family tree in her mind and knew that Nina was Owen’s cousin.

The whispers had reached her ears about their close bond, but witnessing it firsthand was a different matter entirely.

“Ma’am, Miss Henderson is here,” the housekeeper announced with an air of formality, her tone stiff as a board.

Autumn smiled warmly at the housekeeper, nodding her head. “Thank you. You can return to your duties.”

The housekeeper muttered a reluctant acknowledgment but not before casting a wary glance at Ava, her distrust evident.

Ava caught the housekeeper’s suspicious gaze and felt a surge of frustration rise within her.

What a bunch of sycophants, all scrambling to curry favor with whoever holds the power!

They’re betting on Autumn being the favored one, trying to pick sides before the game even begins.

When I take control, the first thing on my agenda will be to rid myself of every last one of these bootlickers!

What good is a housekeeper without a shred of common sense? They might as well go dig through garbage for all I care!

Nina noticed the icy glint in Ava’s eyes, and her dislike for Ava only deepened.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and in Ava’s case, they were anything but inviting.

In comparison, Autumn shone like a beacon of light—she was a hundred, a thousand times better!

Nina couldn’t help but think that if someone like Ava became her sister-in-law, she’d likely be too frightened to even step foot in their home.

“Is there something I can assist you with, Miss Henderson?”

Autumn broke the silence, her voice smooth and composed, a warm yet distant smile gracing her lips as she observed Ava standing there like a statue, refusing to state her purpose.

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