Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 13 The Torment Within

Chapter 13 The Torment Within

Jacob's cold gaze swept towards John, who hurriedly explained, "Mr. Hill, Mrs. Hill is currently with

Isabella."

Isabella was Avery's close friend, so it was normal for them to be together. In order to keep track of

Avery's every move, Jacob had John add her on WhatsApp. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

As John explained, he pulled out his phone and first showed Isabella's first Instagram post. Isabella,

with romantic cherry blossom curls, was quite eye-catching. Jacob immediately spotted Avery by her

side.

The contrast with her usual style was like night and day. Her waist-length hair was now cut to shoulder-

length with a middle parting, giving her a delicate and melancholic look. Her once radiant and sunny

girlish charm now carried a touch of melancholy.

She lowered her gaze, wearing an oversized unisex shirt that revealed her delicate collarbones,

exuding a restrained kind of beauty.

The caption read "Rebirth."

Jacob didn't realize that his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly. She had been entangling

him for a whole year, and now that she chose to let go, why did his heart ache so painfully?

No, his younger sister lay buried underground. Why did she deserve a rebirth?

He wasn't feeling sorry for her, just unwilling to accept it.

The torment was far from over. She couldn't escape it.

Lost in his own thoughts, Jacob barely paid attention as John added, "Miss Thompson took Mrs. Hill to

the Allure Club."

He opened the next post. In the dimly lit environment, Avery reclined lazily on a plush sofa. A

handsome young man in white kneeled before her, feeding her grapes.

At this moment, Jacob almost shattered John's phone.

"To the Allure Club."

The carriage was filled with a bone-chilling coldness as Jacob fixated on the young man in white.

He knew that Avery couldn't resist him when he wore a white shirt. Occasionally, she would even paint

pictures of him as a young man in a white shirt. At this moment, Jacob realized he didn't want a

divorce!

Not only did he not want a divorce, he even contemplated using a prison to keep her with him for the

rest of her life, forcing her to live in torment as atonement for Martin.

John dared not even breathe heavily in the car. They couldn't quite understand. Over the past two

years, Jacob had always been accommodating to Layla, yet they couldn't feel any genuine affection

from him.

Instead, no matter how he neglected Avery, they felt that she was the one he truly loved. Sometimes,

however deep the love, it could turn into bitter hatred. Blinded by hatred, Jacob was willing to pay any

price to hurt her.

When Jacob rushed to the Allure Club, there was no trace of the two. Avery had brought the drunken

and unruly Isabella home half an hour earlier, leaving Jacob empty-handed.

Jacob instructed his men to search several places, but there was no sign of Avery. John even checked

all the hotels in the city but to no avail.

"Mr. Hill, Mrs. Hill probably arranged her accommodation in advance. If she didn't go through an

agency for a rental, it might take a bit of time."

Jacob's eyes darkened more. It turned out she had planned it all along. As soon as she got the money,

she left.

"Look in every nook and cranny. Find her for me!"

The good news was that Avery didn't bring any men with her. The young man who had previously

received Avery was now tied up and kneeling in front of him.

Jacob lit a cigar, and in the swirling smoke, he looked coldly at the two trembling men. "Look up."

The two men hadn't expected to provoke such a big shot. They were shaking so much that their voices

trembled as they replied, "M... Mr Hill."

"Did you touch her?"

"N...No. The young lady didn't like anyone touching her. She kept her distance from us the whole time.

She only had two drinks before leaving with her friend."

Jacob sneered, leaning down to carefully examine one of them. The young man had heavy makeup on,

and the scent of his perfume was so strong that it wrinkled Jacob's brow. "She actually let you feed her

grapes, you trash."

The young man was on the verge of tears. In the next moment, Jacob heartlessly declared, "Cut off his

fingers."

"Mr. Hill, spare me!"

John also brought in the room's surveillance footage. "Mr. Hill, Mrs. Hill really didn't touch them."

The two men cried with snot and tears. They hadn't expected that just feeding a grape would cost them

their fingers. They had only wanted to find a rich woman, make a big score, and retire.

After much effort, a beautiful and stylish young lady had finally come their way. Although they had used

a lot of tricks, she hadn't even looked at them properly. And now, an underworld figure had shown up. It

was a real disaster.

Jacob didn't pay any more attention to them. He aimlessly drove the car. Avery no longer had a place

to stay in this city. Where would she go?

Since Martin was sent to the ICU, she didn't need to stay in the hospital. Her phone was turned off.

Jacob searched every place they had been before.

Finally, he returned to their marital home. That night, he had only stayed for a short while before

leaving. It had been a long time since he had been here.

The room was filled with cold furniture, and all traces of life had been cleaned up.

On the dining table, she used to put a fresh bouquet of flowers every day. Now, even the vase was

gone.

In the master bedroom, all the wedding photos and pictures of her had been cut out. Only he remained,

hanging there, looking eerie and lonely.

The high-end brand clothes he had bought for her remained untouched after the Adams family went

bankrupt. She had only taken the cheap, street market clothes.

The valuable jewelry and handbags had been given away long ago. The only valuable diamond ring

had been returned to him.

In the bathroom, her toothbrush, cup, and bath towel-all traces of her-had disappeared. Only his

couple's electric toothbrush hung alone on the rack.

Jacob walked quickly to the baby's room. It was Avery's spiritual sanctuary.

He didn't realize that his palms were sweaty at that moment. With a "click," the door opened, and he

stood at the door, looking at the empty baby's room.

At that moment, Jacob felt a chill run through his entire body.

She had completely severed all ties with him.

"Mr. Hill, you can rest assured. I've checked with airlines and bus companies, and there's no record of

Mrs. Hill buying a ticket. Mr. Adams is still in the hospital, so Mrs. Hill wouldn't leave."

Only then did Jacob realize something. Even though he could have easily killed Martin, he hadn't.

Perhaps he subconsciously knew that Martin was Avery's final straw.

As long as Martin remained alive, she would forever be under his control.

"Find her and bring her back."

"Yes."

Jacob lay on the bed in the master bedroom, where he had slept separately from her. He couldn't sleep

even with his own bed.

Knowing it wasn't Avery's fault, he just couldn't overcome this hurdle in his heart.

Every time he saw her happy, he thought of his poor sister. After all, she was Martin's daughter, and

this was something she had to bear.

He loved her passionately, but at the same time, he hated her fiercely. He tormented her mercilessly to

ease the anger and resentment within him.

Perhaps he should consider a different form of punishment.