The car stopped outside the company, and Poe Vaughn got out and walked straight inside, Quentin Quinn following. Soon the two entered the elevator, Quentin Quinn pressed the floor button, and the elevator closed. At this moment, the phone’s vibrating sound started buzzing. Poe Vaughn lowered his eyes and picked up the phone. The familiar name flashed on the screen, boldly and freely in front of him. His gaze flickered slightly, and he swiped to answer: "Hello." The television in the ward was still on, but there was only Ava Sterling inside, making her feel quite at ease. Leaning against the headboard, holding the phone, her lips curled up as she listened to the dial tone. She wondered if he had returned home, he should have, considering he had stayed in the Maldives for several days now. Previously, she didn’t know him well, but since they got married, he had only been on two business trips, one before, and this one which seemed longer than the last. Ava Sterling thought, he must have returned by now? Just as she pondered, the call connected with a click, a deep magnetic voice came through the phone. Ava Sterling’s heart and liver trembled suddenly, her ears tingled. Really, some people can be captivating just by saying a word. Suppressing her inner ripples, Ava Sterling spoke directly: "I thought you’d be busy. Have you returned home?" The elevator ascended smoothly, and the previously light and joyful sound spread, relaxing the quietness inside the elevator. Poe Vaughn looked at the elevator, his gaze deep and thoughtful, slightly different from usual. No longer the usual cold and indifferent attitude toward people. Though a question, his tone was more of a statement, lacking any hint of inquiry. Ava Sterling rolled her eyes, listening to this tone, always high and mighty as if controlling everything. Truly a god, forever lacking any mortal sentiments! "Nothing much, really. It’s just you saved me, didn’t you? I have to thank you, right?" "It really was fortunate you were there that day, or I’d be crippled. Thanks!" Her words were straightforward, her tone crisp and direct, not the least bit ambiguous or reserved. The anger and scolding from that night had completely vanished, as if they never existed. Poe Vaughn listened to her words, voice, along with the sound of the TV through the receiver, just as Vincent Donovan had said, she was in great spirits, her mood was good. "I’ll come over tonight." Ava Sterling was stunned. He’s coming? Tonight? He hasn’t returned home? Can’t be, right? Numerous question marks popped in her mind, Ava Sterling didn’t have time to ask before the busy tone came through. Ava Sterling was taken aback, did he hang up? She hadn’t finished speaking, how could he just hang up? Or... was it disconnected? Rarely, Ava Sterling started making excuses for him. But she waited for a while and didn’t receive his call, clearly it wasn’t disconnected, he had hung up, Ava Sterling’s face darkened. Ever impatient and cold-blooded as always. Normally, Ava Sterling would definitely argue with him, being short-tempered herself. But now, with him having saved her, if she fussed over such a trivial matter, it would seem ungrateful. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NoveIꜰire.net That’s not the Ava Sterling she is. So, forget it, she wouldn’t fuss with him, that’s just his nature, she’d gotten used to it. Ava Sterling put down her phone and continued watching TV, unaffected. Just suddenly a question popped into her mind, why was he coming to see her?