She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked

100 Ava's M.0.

Scarlett's POV

"I will make him pay!"

Jack Fuller's roar came out as my welcome right when left the elevator. I didn't even need to ask for

directions for Ward 713.

"He is already arrested, Daddy!" Ava giggles as the angel she is, "I totally called it when that girl jumped off that building! I guess apples don't fall far from the tree."

A moment of silence.

"Anna, the reports should be out by now," Jack Fuller suddenly says out of nowhere, and in panic, I slid into the room next to it. I wasn't exactly eavesdropping, but now I'm guilty as hell.

She passes my door soon after, and I close the door and put my ears against the wall shared with ward 713. Jack Fuller sent her out on purpose. What could he have to talk to Ava about that his own wife couldn't hear?

"Clean your social media about that girl," Jack Fuller keeps his voice so low that I can barely hear him through the wall. At his strange command, I pull out my phone and search for Ava's F*******. Keeping my ear up, I start scrolling down her million posts, trying to get to last year.

"Daddy? What are you talking about?" Ava laughs in confusion. I find no awkwardness in her voice, as if she is completely surprised.

I find Ava's post. [So sad a girl with probably a bright future died. RIP.] Simple and benign. But in the comments, I found one that's particularly vicious, liked by several of her friends-

[Bitch died staining BB's wedding! Imagine the maniacs who bore this rotten egg! May she rot in hell!!!]

Justin started his career young, and his fans once called him Boss Baby for a photo of him in suits around

10. Ava is Justin's long-time fan. Now I understand how Ava instantly blurted S ow's name

when Liam Ryan mentioned Justin.

The account name is "Black Dahlia", Ava's secret account. I have seen the log in memory of this account multiple times on the family computer.

Comment her true thoughts under a benign reference by her "official" account is Ava's M.O.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"I know sometimes you say things online," Jack Fuller says, his tone flat, "They are just trivia so I don't care, but don't you think you could fool me, young lady. This time is different. You are bound to make the news, and who knows what garbage people will dig up. Clean yourself up. Am I clear?"

I guess Ava nodded, because after a silent moment, Jack Fuller also left the room.

know Ava has a true self living under the perfect mask she wears almost 24/7. I'm just surprised that Jack Fuller seems to know about it all along. With Ava's endeavor of playing the perfect daddy's little angel, I never thought that Jack Fuller would talk to Ava in such a demeanor.

I hide in the room, my heart pumping fast at fear. I wish I could unhear the dirty secret between the father and daughter. I always thought Ava's life was perfect, but guess it's not all sweet and glittering.

100 Ava's M.O

Of course, when I "arrived", the loving family act was back on. Jack Fuller is talking to his phone by the window, and Ava is taking apple slices fed by her smiling mom.

"Scar!" Mom exclaims when I enter, opening her arms to me with the apple and knife in her hands, "I'm so glad that you came! Guess what!'Ava's tests came back all normal! We think this time she really is cured!" "That's great," I manage a light smile, trying hard to not think about how she texted me saying that Ava's condition was "critical", which is the only reason why I'm here.

"Sorry, I was a little exaggerated earlier but-" Mom nudges me lightly with her elbow, nodding in Ava's direction with her face blushing, "your sister wants to apologize to you, and she was too shy to reach out,

50. 50.

I can't help cock my eyebrows. That's a first. So they didn't need me. I was summoned here by Ava?! She

I

always had things to say to me, but almost all nasty mocks, and mostly when I had to be in the same

home with her. If I keep my distance, she rarely reaches out. I was her fun, not her job.

I look at Ava with utter confusion. Jack Fuller's warning eyes land on Ava. Ava shoots timid glances at me, her fingers twisting into a knot. Mom is the ONLY person in the room who is genuinely excited and happy about this. Sometimes I feel bad for Mom.