I Hope You Will Never Regret

At His Mercy restaurant, Siyabonga parked his car beside Avery’s car and got out of his car. Avery got out of her car and smiled brightly at Siyabonga and said, “Big brother.” Siyabonga smiled and replied, “How are you, my baby sister?”

Avery took his arm and walked to the restaurant. They were ushered to the private room. The waitress gave them the menu, then she walked out of the private room. A few minutes later, she came back with a jug of juice and water.

The waitress took their order, and then she left. Avery looked at Siyabonga and said, “Big brother, I had a meeting with Jordan an hour ago, I wanted to have closure before I move on.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

I had so much hatred in my heart. After I talked to him, I felt that something heavy was lifted from my shoulder. You won’t believe what he said to me.

He told me that his heart was stolen by Tiffany, and I could only be his mistress if I wanted him back. Do you still have those title deeds I asked you to keep them for me?”

Siyabonga’s face darkened when he heard Avery’s words and replied, “Jordan is delusional. Does he think that Tiffany would love him when she finds out that he is a pauper?

Tiffany had been pampered by her parents since she was young. She would never marry him. I still have the title deeds. Do you want to take back your properties?”

Avery nodded her head and replied, “I have to close this chapter and move on with my life. Please accompany me to the Sheriff; I have to evict them today.”

Siyabonga was overjoyed and said, “Let me do this for you as your big brother. I hate Jordan with every fibre in my body. Allow me to vent my anger.”

Avery smiled brightly at her big brother and replied, “Please don’t allow them to take anything except their clothes. The car that Jordan is driving belongs to me. Even the clothes that he is wearing I bought for him.”

Avery gave Siyabonga the Umhlanga mansion gate remote and said, “Please ensure that they don’t steal my paintings. Here is the list.”

After they finished eating, Siyabonga walked his baby sister to her car, then he went back to the company. He went to his boss and said, “CEO Martins, do you mind if I take half a day’s leave? Avery has asked me to do something for her.”

CEO Martins nodded his head and replied, “Go ahead.” Siyabonga thanked his boss and left. He called Eric Duma and said, “Mr Duma, I need your help. Avery wants to evict the Bennet family today. Please help me with the eviction letters.”

Eric was over the moon and asked Siyabonga to bring the title deeds to him. He was at the courthouse. Twenty minutes later, Siyabonga handed the title deeds to Eric.

Eric went to the judge and explained the whole story, then the judge gave him the eviction letters. He called Chief Smith and asked him to lend him a few police officers. Afterward, he called Sheriff Ndlovu and asked him to accompany him to evict someone.

Eric smiled at Siyabonga and said, “Let’s go together and evict them. Should we go to Ballito or Umhlanga first?” Siyabonga smiled brightly and replied, “Let’s evict his parents first.”

Eric gave Chief Smith and Sheriff Ndlovu the Umhlanga mansion address. Eric and Siyabonga drove their cars to Umhlanga. They waited a few minutes then Sheriff Ndlovu arrived. Shortly afterward, the police van arrived as well.

Mr and Mrs Bennet were sitting in the living room watching their favourite Telenovela, The Wife. At that moment, someone knocked on their door. Mr Bennet opened the door and asked, “May I help you?”

Sheriff Ndlovu looked at Jordan’s father and said, “Mr Bennet, my name is Sheriff Ndlovu, we have been sent by Miss Martins to take her mansion back. She felt that you had overstayed your welcome.

Please pack your clothes and leave. Miss Martins indicated that you could take your custom-made suits and gowns she had bought for you.” Then he showed him the title deed.

Mr Bennet was so shocked he felt dizzy. He opened the door wide, and the Sheriff and others followed behind him. Mr Bennet looked at his wife and said, “My wife, we have been evicted. Miss Martins wants her mansion back.”

Mrs Bennet nearly fainted and asked, “What did you say? Miss Martins is the owner of this mansion?” Her husband nodded his head, then he went to their bedroom to pack. He was so disappointed in his son. He lied about everything.

Tears streamed down into Mrs Bennet’s eyes. Her beloved son made them a laughingstock to their neighbours. After they moved to the suburbs, she stopped being friends with Mrs Sparrow.

Mrs Bennet looked down on the Sparrow family because they were still staying in the township. Unbeknownst to her, the Sparrow family had moved to East London with their son, Luca, and they sold their township house.

After the internship, the Martins Group hired Luca permanently and transferred him to the East London branch office as a Finance Team Leader. The company gave him the mansion as part of his perks.

Mrs Bennet took her phone and dialed her beloved son, but Jordan didn’t pick up her call. Then she went to the bedroom to pack. While she was packing, tears were streaming down her face.

After she was done packing, she took the painting which was in their bedroom. She loved that painting a lot. Her husband looked at her and said, “Tess, please leave that painting behind. It belongs to Miss Martins.”

Tess shook her head and replied, “I think my son decorated this mansion.” Her husband shook his head, then he dragged the suitcases downstairs.

When they saw the painting in Mrs Bennet’s arms, Siyabonga stopped her and said, “Mrs Bennet, please leave that painting behind. It costs Miss Martins a few million rand.”

Mrs Bennet was so embarrassed and gave Siyabonga the painting. Eric looked at the Bennet couple and said, “Siyabonga, take this list and check if all the paintings are still there. Start from the living room and I will go upstairs.

Miss Martins indicated that even the spoon in this mansion was bought by her. Even the food you have been eating for the past four years was bought by her. Also, the clothes you are wearing were bought by her.”