Poe Vaughn fastened the necklace on Ava Sterling, watching as the golden chain lay against her neck like a golden plum blossom falling on snow, so beautiful it was breathtaking. He said, "There, it’s done." Ava immediately tossed her long hair behind her back, his hand still not withdrawn, and the silky strands slid off his hand like a piece of brocade, settling on his skin, his bloodstream, wrapping around his heart... Poe Vaughn’s eyes deepened, darkened, something stirring in their depths. Ava Sterling looked at the pearls hanging in front of her, felt them, the tangible texture, delicate and smooth, made her even happier. She turned to this person, tilted her head, and smiled, "Does it look nice?" Good things should be shared, and beautiful things deserve appreciation. She thought it must look great! Poe Vaughn looked at the person who had suddenly turned around, with the pearls hanging on her neck, pearls so pretty he had instantly favored them. At that moment, he knew they’d look great on her. The pearls, lustrous and translucent, were deeply attractive even in black, and her skin was so pale, the pearls seemed to lie in a pure shell, emitting a gentle glow. Ava Sterling laughed, her eyes curving like crescent moons, immediately linking arms with Poe Vaughn, using a sugary sweet voice, "Hubby, you’re the best~" Poe Vaughn looked at those laughing, crescent eyes, no claws bared, no wild unruliness, only bright joy, clear eyes and white teeth. His eyes moved slightly, suppressing the things stirring in their depths, stepping forward. Sharon Sheridan and Sis You were in the kitchen preparing dinner, keeping in mind those dishes Ava had mentioned, so Sharon stayed by Sis You’s side, reminding her again and again, making Sis You feel for the first time how terribly cumbersome cooking was. "Young Master, Young Master!" "Grandson’s wife, Grandson’s wife!" Suddenly, the parrot in the cage flapped its wings and jumped excitedly. Dinner was nearly ready, and Sis You had Sharon go out first as she would bring it out. It was at that moment they heard the parrot’s excited voice. Sharon and Sis You were both taken aback, Young Master? What Young Master? And the parrot continued calling, "Young Master, Young Master! Grandson’s wife, Grandson’s wife!" Sis You immediately remembered the name Ava had taught Little Eight before and said, "It’s the Young Mistress!" Sharon didn’t understand what Sis You meant, and Sis You quickly explained, "Last time the Young Mistress asked Little Eight why he called Third Young Master as Third Young Master and not Young Master, so she taught Little Eight to call Third Young Master, Young Master. At the time Little Eight didn’t call them that, so I thought Little Eight hadn’t learned it, but I didn’t expect he had." Hearing Sis You’s explanation, Sharon suddenly didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Young Master, this child... Although surprised by this ’Young Master’ title, Sharon didn’t say anything, as Young Master or Third Young Master, it’s all the same. Besides, this title was taught to the child by Ava, and hearing Little Eight call it was truly amusing. Sharon was quite pleased; mostly, she learned the two had arrived from Little Eight’s call. And Ava Sterling, linked arm-in-arm with Poe Vaughn, headed towards the main hall, wearing the pearl necklace he had given her. She was so happy inside she even walked with a bounce. Like a ghost, floating on air. Suddenly, Little Eight’s voice echoed, and Ava stopped, blinked, and immediately looked at the person beside her, "Little Eight learned it!" Naturally, Poe Vaughn heard the sudden change in title, but he hadn’t thought about Ava at that moment, assuming it was Coco Vaughn. He didn’t expect... it was the person beside him. Poe Vaughn looked at the person suddenly filled with delightful laughter, softly said, "Did you teach it?" Ava Sterling was extremely proud, not feeling there was anything wrong at all. He instinctively began speaking, but as the words came out, he realized the title was wrong, and Ava immediately corrected, "My mother-in-law only gave birth to you; naturally, you’re the one, where would the third one come from?" "Isn’t that correct?" "Of course, it should be Young Master!" "Young Master sounds so nice, there’s no chance of having the same name with anyone, right?" Ava Sterling looked at the person focused on her, as if waiting for a reward, feeling she was absolutely right! Poe Vaughn focused on the joy in her eyes, with no trace of mockery, truly feeling she made sense. Especially the "mother-in-law" part, said without a hint of hesitation. He gave a slight, acknowledging hum, saying, "Young Mistress." Ava Sterling’s smile instantly froze. That title sounded all sorts of wrong, no matter how you heard it. Poe Vaughn watched as her face turned stiff and displeased, shifting his gaze away, "It’s a good title." Upon arriving in the main hall, Sharon Sheridan affectionately beckoned Ava Sterling, "Ava, come, let Grandma have a look." Ava immediately went over, holding Sharon’s hand, "Grandma~" "Hehe, it’s been a while, let Grandma take a good look." Sharon examined Ava head to toe, very satisfied, although no matter how she looked, she felt Ava seemed thinner. Sharon frowned, "Why do you look thinner?" "Trying to lose weight?" As she spoke, she cast a blaming glance at Poe Vaughn, "Little Poe, what’s going on? Why is Ava thinner?" "How are you taking care of her? She was fine before she married you, how did she lose weight now? How do you call yourself a husband?" Ava Sterling expected Sharon to ask if she was dieting due to work, followed by a torrent of advice against it. Who would have thought the old lady abruptly turned to reprimand Poe Vaughn instead? Poe Vaughn took off his suit jacket, hung it on the coat rack, and upon hearing Sharon’s words, said, "Yes, that was my oversight." Ava Sterling was just about to speak, hoping Sharon wouldn’t blame Poe Vaughn. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on NoveIＦire.net After all, her injury had nothing to do with him; if anything, she owed him gratitude. Unexpectedly, he admitted it before she could say anything, as if it truly were his fault. Ava’s mouth was agape, completely stunned. Was he really this filial? Willing to agree with everything just to keep the old lady from worrying? Sharon’s face grew stern upon hearing Poe’s words, letting go of Ava’s hand, she walked over with an authoritative look, "A wife is meant to be cherished, not neglected." "If you really neglect her, then don’t get married." Now this was getting serious, Ava glanced at Poe Vaughn, hurried over to hold the old lady’s hand, and said, "Grandma, it’s not his fault, it’s just that I haven’t had much appetite recently, eating less." "That’s still his fault." "If his wife’s appetite isn’t good, shouldn’t he as a husband immediately find a doctor to check on her?" "It’s still his fault; he’s just too absorbed in his work, totally ignoring our Ava." "It’s too much! Ava, don’t speak up for him, Grandma knows him well, this is his nature, he doesn’t know how to care for a wife, won’t even notice if she runs away one day." "Grandma can’t let him go on , he must be properly taught a lesson!" Saying that, Sharon began looking around, as if searching for something to teach Poe Vaughn a lesson with, scaring Ava. She couldn’t let Poe Vaughn take punishment over her own injury, that would be too grievous of an error on her part. Without thinking at all, Ava Sterling immediately enveloped Poe Vaughn in a hug.