Urging Him to Get a Divorce (Aveline and Xavier) novel Chapter 785

**A Divorce 785**

**Chapter 785**

Jacob stood in the dimly lit living room, an unsettling mix of relief and irritation swirling within him. The reality of Courtney’s influence over their daughter, Josephine, weighed heavily on his heart. It should have been a moment to cherish, a father reaching out to his child, yet all he felt was confusion. With a casual tone that belied his inner turmoil, he asked, “Where’s your mom now?” The question floated in the air, unanswered, as Josephine turned away without a word, her small figure retreating up the staircase. Jacob’s brow furrowed deeper, his heart racing with frustration and concern as he watched her disappear from sight.

As the silence settled around him, Jacob felt a familiar dread creeping in. Just when he thought he could gather his thoughts, his phone buzzed insistently in his pocket, breaking the stillness. It was Courtney. He answered quickly, irritation bubbling just beneath the surface. “Damn it, Courtney, do you even remember I’m your daddy?” The words slipped out, fueled by a mix of desperation and anger, as he struggled to maintain any semblance of calm.

Courtney’s voice came through the line, cold and detached, like a winter chill seeping into his bones. “Whether you can pay off your debt depends on how you negotiate with them.” Her words hung heavily, a stark reminder of their precarious situation, as if the very air between them crackled with unresolved tension.

“You need to play the role of the furious father tomorrow. Make sure they, and Marcus, understand you’re not someone to be trifled with. If they don’t offer us compensation, I want you to create a scene that the whole town will remember,” she instructed, her tone unwavering and authoritative.

Jacob felt indignation rise within him, a fire igniting in his chest. “I’m confident Leona wouldn’t dare risk that kind of humiliation.” He spoke with a flicker of defiance, but deep down, he knew the stakes were higher than ever.

Courtney’s voice softened ever so slightly, but the tension remained palpable. “I know. Once this is all over, I’ll settle the score with you.”

The weight of her words hung in the air, and Jacob felt a rush of indignation. “Once your debt is cleared, what score is there left to settle with me?” The question lingered, heavy with unspoken accusations and unresolved feelings.

Before he could gather his thoughts, the call ended abruptly, leaving Jacob standing there, frustration boiling over as he cursed under his breath. Anger and helplessness waged war within him as he trudged upstairs, resigned to the solitude of his thoughts, the impending sleep feeling like a distant dream.

Meanwhile, Aveline and Xavier stepped out of The White Crest Villa, the atmosphere thick with unexpressed emotions. As they walked, Xavier glanced at her, concern etched into his features. “Feel better?” he inquired, his voice gentle yet probing, as if trying to navigate the storm brewing between them.

Aveline shot him a sidelong glance, her silence speaking volumes. She didn’t respond, instead making her way back to The Blue Crest Villa, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts and feelings.

Once inside, as Aveline approached her bedroom door, Xavier, ever the provocateur, couldn’t resist teasing her. “You don’t look happy. This doesn’t make you happy? Babe, you’re so hard to please.” His tone was light, but the underlying tension was unmistakable.

She paused, turning to face him with a steely gaze that could cut through glass. “My opinion of you hasn’t changed. You really are a heartless person.” The words were sharp, but they carried the weight of truth, echoing in the stillness of the night.

Xavier’s dark eyes narrowed, surprise flickering across his features. “What do you mean by that?” His confusion was evident, and Aveline seized the moment.

“Josephine was with you for two years. You were so cruel to her; she must be heartbroken, right?” Her voice was steady, yet a deep empathy for Josephine seeped through, revealing the softness beneath her hardened exterior.

“The way she looked at you just now was like a wounded pet, a creature hurt by its own owner,” she added, her heart aching for the girl who had been caught in the crossfire of their tumultuous lives.

Xavier’s voice turned icy, a defensive edge creeping in. “Babe, you’re messing with me, right? You don’t really think that, do you?”

Aveline smiled, a hint of defiance sparking in her eyes. “But I do.”

In a swift motion, Xavier pushed her inside the bedroom, following her and shutting the door behind him with a decisive click that reverberated in the silence.

“Xavier, you…” she began, but he silenced her with a kiss, his lips capturing hers with a fervor that left her breathless, the world outside fading into oblivion.

As they kissed, Aveline felt the rush of emotions swirl around them. When Xavier finally pulled back, he noticed her gasping for air, and he allowed her a moment to regain her composure, his gaze searching hers.

Aveline glared at him, frustration evident in her eyes. But before she could voice her thoughts, he leaned in again, capturing her lips in another passionate kiss that sent her heart racing.

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