The Ex wife's Revival

Chapter 8: The Suspicion

Ava was determined to make this day go smoothly. It was her second day at Hernandez Corporation, and today she was scheduled to meet Mason Hernandez officially as her boss. Despite her resolve, a knot of anxiety twisted in her stomach. She took a deep breath and reminded herself why she was here—for Logan and for herself.

The morning passed in a blur of paperwork and brief introductions with the team. But as the clock ticked closer to her meeting with Mason, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread. Their encounter at the airport had been awkward and tense, and now she had to face him in a professional setting. What if he remembered her too well? What if he started asking questions she wasn’t ready to answer?

Lily, Mason’s assistant, knocked lightly on her office door, snapping her out of her thoughts. “Miss Brown, Mr. Hernandez is ready to see you now.”

Ava nodded, trying to steady her nerves. “Thank you, Lily.”

She followed Lily down the corridor, her heart pounding with each step. The closer they got to Mason’s office, the more she felt the tension build. When they finally reached his door, Lily offered her a reassuring smile before knocking.

“Come in,” Mason’s voice called from inside.

Lily pushed the door open, ushering Ava in before closing it behind her. Mason was seated behind a large mahogany desk, his eyes fixed on a document in front of him. He didn’t look up immediately, giving Ava a moment to take in her surroundings. His office was a reflection of the man himself—powerful, intimidating, yet refined.

“Miss Brown,” Mason finally said, looking up. His gaze was steady, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—recognition, maybe? “Please, have a seat.”

“Thank you, Mr. Hernandez,” Ava replied, keeping her tone as professional as she could. She took the chair across from him, trying to ignore the tension thickening in the room.

Mason leaned back in his chair, studying her for a moment. “I trust your first day went well?”

“It did, thank you,” Ava answered, meeting his gaze. There was a part of her that wanted to look away, to avoid the intensity in his eyes, but she held firm.

“I’m glad to hear that,” Mason said, though his expression remained unreadable. “We have a lot of work ahead of us, Miss Brown, and I expect nothing but the best from my team.”

“Of course,” Ava agreed, keeping her voice steady.

Mason’s eyes narrowed slightly as he continued to watch her. The air between them was charged, the unspoken tension from their past encounter hanging over them. But Mason didn’t mention the airport. Instead, he focused on the task at hand, discussing the projects she would be involved in and what he expected from her.

Yet, as he spoke, Ava couldn’t shake the feeling that he was studying her—searching for something. It was subtle, but it was there. His gaze would linger just a moment too long, his questions slightly probing, as if he was trying to connect the dots in his mind.

Finally, as the meeting drew to a close, Mason’s tone softened slightly. “If there’s anything you need, don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Thank you, Mr. Hernandez,” Ava replied, standing as the meeting ended.

As she turned to leave, Mason’s voice stopped her. “Miss Brown.”

She paused, glancing back at him. “Yes?”

He hesitated for just a second, but it was enough to make Ava’s heart skip a beat. “I hope you’ll find your time here fulfilling.”

Ava nodded, a small, polite smile on her lips. “I’m sure I will.”

With that, she exited the office, the door closing softly behind her. The moment she was out of Mason’s sight, she let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. The tension between them was palpable, and she couldn’t help but feel that this was just the beginning of something far more complicated than she had anticipated.

As she walked back to her office, Ava couldn’t shake the feeling that Mason knew more than he was letting on. She had seen the way he looked at Logan at the airport, the suspicion in his eyes. Was it possible that he had connected the dots? She pushed the thought aside. There was no way he could know, not without proof.

But the nagging feeling remained, and Ava knew that it was only a matter of time before the truth came out—one way or another.