The Rejected Luna (Avery and Kaden) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196

Chapter 196

His words were met with a scornful, mocking laugh. We were talking past each other. He was about to fly off to be with another woman, yet he was still threatening me, telling me to be a good girl and come home. And from the sound of it, he expected me to be waiting in his bed when he got back.

What a scumbag. A thousand times worse than in my past life.

I pried his fingers off my wrist, one by one. This time, he didn’t resist. I looked him straight in the eye, a sweet, gentle smile on my face.

“You, my dear man, are a real piece of work. Be careful juggling two women at once; you might just drown. Oh, and don’t forget to wear a lightning rod when you go out. I’d hate for you to get struck by lightning. A charred corpse is not a good look. I might throw up.”

Steven and I parted on bad terms.

I went home and carefully arranged my mother’s heirlooms. Eleven of the twelve zodiac animals were now accounted for. Only the dragon was missing.

I gazed at my mother’s photograph, my fingers gently tracing her face. A wave of longing washed over me, and my eyes welled up, but I didn’t cry. My heart was filled with a cold, hard hatred.

“Mom, I will get back every single piece of the dowry you gave me.”

“And I will get revenge for you. I will make those two suffer for what they did to you.”

In my past life, I had felt betrayed when I found out about my father’s affair with my Janice. My anger

had been all–consuming, but my revenge had been limited to wanting to see them bankrupt.

In this life, my goal had been to ruin their reputations, to make them outcasts. But after my confrontation with Antonia, I realized that wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough.

The wicked are always far more cruel than ordinary people can imagine.

I clenched my fists, struggling to contain the rage that boiled within me, the blood rushing in my ears. My gaze was glacial.

I stayed home on Saturday. Not a peep from me, and not a single call from Steven. I couldn’t be bothered with him.

Just as in my past life, my father called me on Sunday evening. He was full of instructions, acting as if we hadn’t just had a massive fight, as if everything was normal.

“Zephyra, be here by six tomorrow. Better yet, make it five–thirty so you can get the freshest ingredients. We have a lot of guests coming. The food needs to be perfect. Make your father proud.”

A smile touched my lips. “Okay.”

Before I went to bed, I turned off my alarm, then shut down my phone completely.

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The next morning, I woke up at eleven. I turned on my phone to find over fifty missed calls from Antonia, Janice, my father, and even Lisa.

Then I saw the voicemails. My father’s rage couldn’t be contained in a single sixty–second message.

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