The Last Laugh novel Chapter 55

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Heather's POV:

I reached home that night, with swollen eyes and a tired appearance.

Luckily, Shirley was spending the night with me. I needed someone to talk to. Immediately I entered the apartment, she noticed my face and quickly approached me.

"Honey, what's wrong??"

"Kevin," I replied slowly, collapsing on the couch. Shirley sat by me.

"Oh, no. What did he do?"

I explained everything to her. She was shocked.

"Sawyer?? How could she stoop so low?? And that bastard!"

"I'm done. I'm done with both of them," I stood and went to my room. I needed to sleep.

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Ace's POV:

I wasn't really at peace knowing heather wasn't okay.

I walked up and down my apartment.

That idiot didn't merit her precious tears. She'd never done anything wrong but she was the one to suffer.

I needed her to be strong. To try and forget that idiot.

On the other side, I was glad she'd finally discovered the truth. Now she knew the kind of person her sister was. I wanted to call her but I didn't. I guessed she needed some time alone.

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That week passed and Heather didn't come to work.

The next Monday, I was leaving the office for lunch. In the parking, while I made my way towards my car, I noticed a car come in and park. It was Heather's. I quickly went to her.

She came out of the car and was about to lock it when I showed up behind her.

"Heather?" I called. She turned to me.

"Ace," she smiled and hugged me. She seemed to be better.

"How are you?" I asked, looking straight into her eyes, searching for any signs of sadness.

"I'm better if I can say. I missed you."

Oh, that warmed my heart.

"I missed you too, boss," I said playfully and she smiled, "Hope that asshole did not try to call you."

"He did. I– I've not been answering his calls."

"That's good. He's not worth it."

While we talked of the fool, his car suddenly appeared.

"Oh no," Heather whispered, rolling her eyes, "Ace, don't let him approach me."

"He won't," I was very ready for the idiot.

He came out of his car came towards us.

"Heather please, I have to speak with you."

"Go away," she said, standing behind me.

"Dude, I'll advice you to leave. You've caused a lot of trouble already," I told him, withholding myself from smacking him.

"You stay out of it. She's my girlfriend."

I raised a brow.

"Excuse me??" I asked in disbelief.

"Maybe I forgot to tell you, you crap, it's over!" Heather said from behind me.

"Heather, you can't do–" he tried to reach out and touch her but I stopped him.

"Don't touch her. Or there's gonna be a big problem between you and me," I told him seriously.

"What are you gonna do?? Get out!" he tried to push me aside and grab heather. Without thinking, I punched him in the face and he fell.

"Omg!" Heather giggled a little, hiding behind me.

We watched Kevin whimper like a puppy, touching his nose in pain.

"Thought you were gonna man up and face me," I stated. He looked at me with red eyes.

"You're– you're gonna regret," he managed to say.

"Shut up, Kevin! You looked for trouble you found it. Don't ever approach me!" Heather said. Then she grabbed my hand, "Cmon, Ace. Let's go in."

She led the way back to the building, holding my hand. If Kevin wanted to make me his enemy, I'd be more than glad. The next time I would see him, I would not spare him.