The Last Laugh

Chapter 68

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Ace's POV:

After a clean shower and good breakfast, I settled to tell Heather everything she wanted to know.

"What happened? After you escaped from the ranch?" she asked me.

I told her everything that had happened. The woods, the wooden house that turned out to be Victor's

and everything else. She was silent. She looked at me, tears in her eyes.

I stared at her, a little surprised.

"Why are you crying?" I asked, reaching out to touch her.

"I– I thought you were dead. I'm sorry I stopped believing. I'm so sorry," she began to sob, breaking me

into pieces. I hated seeing her cry or sad.

"Don't cry, baby," I held her hands and pulled her towards me, "I'm alive and with you. Don't cry.

Please."

I hugged her tight and kissed her forehead, calming her down. She held me back. After some minutes,

she calmed down.

"You're right," she sniffed and smiled sweetly at me, wiping her tears, "I should stop crying and live the

present. Sheridan, you're with me now," she gave me a soft kiss.

"Now tell me, how you changed identity. How you grew up. Tell me your plans. How will you get what's

yours, back?"

"It's easier than I thought," I started.

I took my time and explained all what I'd accomplished so far. How I'd succeeded in gaining Sawyer's

affection and Christina's trust.

She was surprised.

"But you should've told me all this! Why did you hide it from me?" she wondered.

"Heather, I was afraid. They're still your family. Christina remains your mother. I was afraid you might

tell her."

She stared at me and got out of my grip.

"How could you think that? Sheridan, I love you. I want you to get what is rightfully yours. I always

have. My mother will have to pay for all the harm she's caused you," she caressed my face, "She even

deserves jail time. You went through a lot. I–" she began to sob again. I wrapped her in my arms again.

"Shh, don't cry. Please."

"I'm so ashamed of my family. My mom is– she is– a devil. I know!"

I hugged her tight.

Heather's POV:

It hurt but I knew better. I also knew that Sheridan had discovered a lot but was hiding some

information from me. I had to convince him to tell me everything. Even if it would hurt me.

"Sheridan?"

"Yes."

"Tell me everything you discovered about my mother."

He looked at me.

"But–"

"No. No more secrets. I want to know everything. Even if it means helping you to send her to prison, I

will do it! She deserved anything that will befall her," I admitted through tears.

After long hesitation, he gave in.

In shock, I listened to everything he'd discovered about my mother. He even showed me recorded

conversations between she, Elijah and Rob. He told me everything, sparing nothing.

I was broken. I was disappointed.

I'd just discovered that my mother had poisoned my father, her own husband! And that she'd also

ordered for uncle Paul's murder.

As I watched the videos, I was shocked. I felt like I was going to have an anxiety attack.

"Stop," I sobbed and he quickly stopped the video.

I hugged him tight, clinging to him and crying all my pain against his chest. He consoled me.

"I'm sorry you had to discover all this," he whispered, holding me tight.

I couldn't stop crying. But somewhere within me, while growing up, I knew my mother was capable of

such horrific things. All for money. Sheridan had just confirmed my worst fears.

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After crying for a long time in his arms, I wiped away my tears, taking a decision. I looked him in the

eyes.

"Do something for me, Sheridan," I began.

"Yes?"

"Let her pay. Let her pay for my father's death, your father's death. Make her pay for your horrible

past!" I stared straight into his eyes, "Get your company back and send her to jail. I'll help you. Whether

she's my mother or not. At this point, I don't even consider her anymore."

Ace's POV:

Heather kissed my forehead, softly.

"It's you and me,now. You come first to me," she looked at me in the eyes, and a little smile drew itself

on her lips, "Promise to make that bitch pay."

I stared at her, speechless. What had I been afraid of? Heather had just proven she was ready to

sacrifice her own mother for me. My love for her increased without limit, on the spot. She was hurt by

all the truth I'd told her but she'd decided to stick with me.

"I promise," I smiled back. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She blushed and caressed my cheek. We then shared a short but passionate kiss.

"I can't lose you again, Sheridan," she whispered.

"I can't lose you again, Heather. I came back for you."

"Like promised."

"Yes, like promised. Let me finish with this revenge issue and make you mine–"

"Forever?"

I felt my eyes water, and I hugged her even tighter, goosebumps taking over my skin.

"Yes. Forever."

I smiled, against her neck. Never had I been so in love.

**

"So, this is how things are gonna be," Heather started.

We were seated in the living room, wrapped in each other's arms.

"I'll call you Ace, whenever we're in public."

"Yeah."

"We gotta return to work on Monday. And I'm going to act like I hate your guts."

"Yeah. Wouldn't want Sawyer getting too nosy."

"Exactly. And so avoid coming to my office," she said with a giggle. I looked at her.

"Oh, that's too much!" I complained.

She laughed.

"I'm serious. You don't have to blow your cover."

"I know but that's gonna be hard."

"I know. It'll be hard for me too! You know I can't resist you," she held my chin and we kissed.

"The taste of these lips of yours always leave me wanting more," I admitted.

"Good. So when you kiss my witchy mother or sister, you'll always come back to me. Ugh! I can't

believe I would have to let you kiss them at times," she stated, annoyed. I smiled at her little jealousy.

"I feel only nausea when I kiss them. You're the real magic in my life."

She smirked.

"Good. That's all that matters," she put her head on my chest, "Call Keith. Without him, today wouldn't

have been possible. We need to thank him."

"Right."

Keith had taken a risk, yes, but it'd been for my good. He deserved more than a simple thank

you.