The old lady understood, she still had to go because after all, their marriage needed to be announced to everyone. This was a good time. "Alright, let’s go have breakfast. Grandma asked Mrs. You to keep Ava’s share warm, she can eat it when she wakes up." Ava Sterling slept until she was hungry and was forced to wake up. She frowned, touched her stomach, and turned over, her eyes opening groggily. The first thing she saw was the red heart-shaped balloons on the ceiling. Ava Sterling wasn’t fully awake at first, but as soon as she saw the balloons, her senses gradually came back, and she stared at the balloons without moving. Does he really dislike her? If he disliked her, how could he even bear to kiss her? He messed with her tirelessly, as if there was no end. Could it be...he previously slept with a woman he liked here, which made him particularly excited last night and also started indulging this morning? Ava Sterling frowned, thought it over, and felt this was logical the more she thought about it. Thinking of this, Ava Sterling hugged the quilt, stretched her legs, and directly lay back on the quilt, closing her eyes to continue sleeping. She still wanted to sleep. For others, having Ava Sterling’s thoughts would surely keep them awake, but Ava Sterling could sleep. To her, she and Poe Vaughn were in a cooperative relationship. As for why the cooperation ended up in bed, she hadn’t anticipated it, but she had a good experience rolling in the sheets with him, and it seemed to meet each other’s needs. So she didn’t think it was a big deal. Anyway, life is easier if you can think things through. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI-Fire.ɴet Never make things hard for yourself, and enjoy life whenever you can. When they divorce, she might not find someone who suits her tastes so well. Ava Sterling felt good and was ready to dive back into her dreams. But her stomach started to growl, and her stomach began singing a full concert, threatening to keep pestering her if she didn’t eat something. Ava Sterling scratched her head irritably and sat up. At this moment, she noticed the room was significantly brighter than before. In a flash, she remembered something. Poe Vaughn’s cousin’s birthday! Ava Sterling was instantly awake, quickly glanced around. The bedroom was still the same, but it was a mess, especially the rose petals scattered everywhere. The red roses on either side were particularly chaotic, askew, like they’d been ravaged. Their clothes and bathrobes were thrown all over the floor, including the eye-catching thong lying on the rose petals, making Ava Sterling blush and her heart race. Last night was indeed a bit ’intense’... She turned her head away to avoid it, looking for the person’s figure but found not a trace of them. Ava Sterling remembered being worn out by his antics, then being carried to the bathroom to wash up, thinking it was the end. Who would have thought he would mess with her again? After he carried her to bed, she lost all memory. Ava Sterling thought it must be, not knowing what time it was, it must be very late. He wouldn’t miss his cousin’s birthday because he was waiting for her. So, can she relax and rest a bit? Ava Sterling, reassured, went to the dressing room to find clothes to wear. Once dressed, she couldn’t bear the disarray in the room and tidied up slightly. At least, not letting others know so clearly what they did last night, and how intense it was. For once, Ava Sterling felt a little embarrassed. She took the bright red bed set off and put it all in the laundry basket, tossed last night’s clothes in as well, and slightly straightened the tragically disarrayed red roses. Looking more or less normal, Ava Sterling breathed a sigh of relief and left. Opening the door, a large patch of sunlight poured over her warmly. Ava Sterling closed her eyes and took a deep breath; indeed, the air in the mountains was completely different from in the city. With this deep breath, she felt reenergized. Ava Sterling opened her eyes, full of energy, and went downstairs. The courtyard was quiet, with only the occasional sound of birds, everything tranquil. Mrs. You was cleaning the house. Hearing a sound, she looked over and smiled, "Young Madam is up?" Ava Sterling wasn’t surprised to see Mrs. You. Surely, she wouldn’t go to Poe Vaughn’s cousin’s birthday. "Hehe, the air here is good, quiet, I overslept." Ava Sterling explained herself, feeling a bit like she was deceiving herself. Mrs. You naturally knew what Ava Sterling meant; the girl was shy: "It’s alright, it’s normal, the air is good here, quiet, you both are so busy every day, it’s the best place to rest." Ava Sterling, coming downstairs, indeed did not see Poe Vaughn and Sharon Sheridan, so she asked, "When did Poe and Grandma leave?" She assumed they had already left, hence the question. Mrs. You paused and asked, "Is Young Madam referring to Third Master and Old Madam going to celebrate Miss Faye’s birthday?" The question implied, could it be not? Ava Sterling puzzled, "Yes, didn’t they go?" Mrs. You laughed, "No, Third Master and Old Madam are waiting for Young Madam." Ava Sterling was stunned. Waiting for her? Why? What time is it? Instinctively, Ava Sterling looked outside and estimated it must be around eleven or twelve. No way? Seeing Ava Sterling’s incredulous face, Mrs. You laughed, "They agreed to go with Young Madam, so naturally they must wait to go together. Now, Third Master and Old Madam are out for a walk. Young Madam, please wait a moment, I’ll call Third Master and let them know Young Madam is awake, so they can come back now." Without waiting for Ava Sterling to respond, Mrs. You went to make the call, while Ava Sterling stood there, completely unable to process it. Really waiting for her? Is it necessary? Is she that important? Mrs. You finished the call and brought the warmed breakfast from the kitchen: "Young Madam, please eat first, they’ll be back by the time you’re done." Ava Sterling just noticed the time on the old-fashioned pendulum clock in the living room, nearly two o’clock, left her speechless. It’s two o’clock, still going to celebrate a birthday? Could it be...it’s in the evening? Suddenly, this notion struck Ava Sterling’s mind. Indeed, isn’t it all at night now? Parties, dinners, they’re all in the evening. Just right, everyone finishes their daytime work, and evening is free time. Ava Sterling understood, relaxed, and picked up the spoon to drink porridge. Mrs. You placed a bowl of porridge in front of her, but preoccupied with her thoughts, she hadn’t noticed until it was on the tip of her tongue, and she frowned. Why does it taste like medicine? Mrs. You, beside her, saw Ava Sterling frown and said, "Young Madam, Old Madam said you work so hard, so she asked me to make this medicinal porridge for you." No wonder it tastes medicinal, but it’s not bad, softly glutinous, without any odd taste. Ava Sterling nodded, "Grandma is really thoughtful! Mrs. You, thank you!" Mrs. You grinned so much her eyes almost disappeared, "Please have more, Young Madam, your health is most important." When it comes to nourishing her body, she never declines because only with good health can one have a good life. Thus, Ava Sterling finished her entire breakfast. Mrs. You could not be more satisfied. Their Young Madam is really easy to please. After eating, Ava Sterling went to find Little Eight to play but couldn’t find the puppy anywhere. She called out, "Mrs. You, Little Eight..." At this moment, a voice came.