Poe Vaughn was reading the financial morning paper, a task he unfailingly completed before heading to the office each day. He focused on the newspaper, seemingly unperturbed by the presence of anyone around him. Ava didn’t bother with what Poe Vaughn was doing and directly asked, "Poe Vaughn, we’ve made everything so clear today, why hasn’t grandma returned to The Vaughn Residence? Does she still not believe us?" The old lady’s last words were indeed her way of saying she wasn’t leaving, wasn’t it? She even said she’d have a baby with Poe Vaughn, so why was the old lady still around? Was she planning to wait until they actually had a child to return to The Vaughn Residence? At the thought of this, Ava felt completely unsettled. No way, if that’s the case, then it would be too agonizing. Ava’s face showed horror as she imagined the dreadful days ahead. Listening to her anxious words, Poe Vaughn flipped through the newspaper, focusing his eyes on the content, absorbing the information within. "Grandma isn’t someone who can be easily dealt with." His words were calm, sounding completely unconcerned, as if he wasn’t worried about Sharon Sheridan staying at home at all. But these words made Ava’s heart sink, and she immediately grabbed Poe Vaughn’s hand, her voice trembling, "No way?" "Do we really have to wait until we have a child for grandma to leave?" "If that’s the case, how will I live?" "Aren’t we really going to have a kid?" Ava was about to cry. She wanted to have a child, but it was supposed to be her own, not one with Poe Vaughn and The Vaughn Family. Suddenly, her wrist was gripped firmly, the strength strong and slightly trembling, making Poe Vaughn finally look away from the newspaper, focusing on her slender fingers tightly gripping him, he looked up. Her eyes were red, her cheeks no longer held their usual flamboyance and recklessness, replaced by fear and insecurity, as if faced with an unprecedented, unresolved problem. Staring at this face, especially her red eyes, even her nose seemed to have turned red with grievance, like a wronged kitten that one couldn’t help but feel sorry for. He put down the newspaper, softly saying, "No." Ava’s mind spun with countless possibilities and thoughts, almost unable to hold herself together, but then his deep voice reached her ears, abruptly pulling Ava out of those terrifying thoughts. Ava blinked, then immediately looked at the person gazing at her, "Really?" Poe Vaughn’s eyes moved slightly, his fingertip pressed nearby, and the partition rose. Watching the partition rise, Ava’s eyelashes fluttered, and the tears in her eyes vanished, her eyes suddenly brightening. She held onto Poe Vaughn tighter, saying excitedly, "You’re definitely right." Grandma can’t really live with us forever. Being with us younger folks for too long wouldn’t work either. Ava’s worries vanished in an instant, feeling incredibly relieved. And after that, she began to relax, leaning back against the seat. But then, Poe Vaughn spoke, "Some things can’t be said in front of grandma." Immediately, Ava, who was about to release Poe Vaughn’s hand, gripped tighter, her body tensing as she looked at him nervously, "What do you mean?" She had a faint feeling about what Poe Vaughn meant. But she was afraid to think about it, afraid her thoughts might be true. Ava’s whole body tensed, her eyes fixed on Poe Vaughn, unblinking. Poe Vaughn focused on this instantly tense and anxious face, feeling her fingers gripping him tightly, as if saying, don’t say it out loud, especially not what she feared. He opened his thin lips, "About the child." Ava was stunned, her face turning pale. People, as they age, wish for their grandchildren to be around, to enjoy family happiness. The old lady favored Poe Vaughn the most, and since she raised him, naturally, she hoped her grandson would marry and have children. Now, Poe Vaughn was married, but hadn’t had a child, and at his age, it was precisely the time to have kids, surely, the old lady was anxious. Otherwise, the old lady wouldn’t have been so eager to arrange anything next month during the morning walk. Thinking about this, Ava felt entirely deflated. She slumped back in her seat, raising her hand to cover her face, painfully saying, "Aren’t I anxious too?" "Seeing grandma looking so miserable, I just blurted things out without thinking." "Now great, grandma definitely took it seriously." "What should I do now..." Ava felt so troubled. It’s true what they say, marriage isn’t just between two people; it’s between two families. And she and Poe Vaughn were only in a fake marriage, and already this troublesome! If it were real, it would be complete chaos! Images of her unreasonable mother flashed before Ava’s eyes, and she immediately felt a headache coming on. After ending things with Jace Kingsley, she didn’t know if her mother could be placated. If not, she’d have another headache to deal with. At this moment, Ava regretted selling herself for that billion. It truly wasn’t worth it! Poe Vaughn watched her with a look of despair and obvious regret. He spoke, "No need to rush now." Ava immediately removed her hand, tilting her head to look at him as he picked up the newspaper again. His expression was calm, showing no worry, as if he had a plan in mind. Ava’s eyes moved slightly, and then she felt refreshed. Yes, why was she worried? This person wasn’t really planning to have a child with her, so why worry! She slapped Poe Vaughn’s shoulder, smiling, "You’re right, no rush." Check latest chapters at novｅlfire.net "This morning, I helped you out, reassured grandma, though what I said wasn’t right, surely you have a way." "At worst, we can resort to IVF, have a child with another woman, problem solved in an instant." Thinking about this made Ava happy, with advanced technology, and with this person’s wealth, having a child wouldn’t be an issue at all. At this moment, Ava had no worries, feeling completely at ease. But, as she mentioned the last sentence, the atmosphere in the car changed instantly. It turned cold, frigid, dropping to freezing. Poe Vaughn turned his gaze, looking at the person who reclined back on the seat, laughing carefree, his eyes slightly narrowing, with a chilling aura spreading in the car. Ava didn’t feel it at all, her mind filled with ideas, her thoughts clattering loudly. With grandma’s matter settled, what remained was her own issue. Currently, grandma was simply worried they were sleeping in separate rooms, potentially staying long to supervise her and Poe Vaughn. Perfect, she could use this time to develop feelings with Poe Vaughn, conducive to future childbearing plans. Meanwhile, she could form a good relationship with grandma, so if Poe Vaughn didn’t cooperate later, she could bring in grandma to compel him to share a room with her. With that, how could there be no child? Finishing her train of thoughts, Ava felt utterly content, seeing a bright future. Moreover, she glanced at the person beside her. Poe Vaughn had already looked away, continuing to read the newspaper, as if there had been no prior change, with no hint of anything unusual. But on closer inspection, his demeanor was obviously different. This difference was terrifying. Like an undercurrent in the sea, waiting to erupt at any moment. Ava was in a good mood now, looking at him through rose-tinted glasses, seeing how charming and attractive he was. As she watched, something flashed in her mind, and she immediately spoke up.