During the day in the car, the scene when she was talking to Sister Wei. She asked Sister Wei if Poe Vaughn really didn’t have any women before her. Sister Wei told her, yes. It’s true, really couldn’t be more true. So, she voiced her own doubts. And this doubt was about those women’s clothes she had seen before at The Vaughn Residence. Why those clothes existed. Sister Wei told her that the old lady had them prepared for her, before Poe Vaughn married, there were none. They only appeared after Poe Vaughn got married. This information stunned Ava Sterling at the time. She always thought those women’s clothes were there from the beginning, even assuming Poe Vaughn liked women like her, treating her as a substitute. Follow current novᴇls on NoveIＦire.net But it turned out not to be the case. She couldn’t imagine it at all. Sister Wei saw her expression and knew she had misunderstood, quickly told her, all the women’s items at home were prepared for her. Not used by other women. All of it was for her. Before she married Poe Vaughn, there wasn’t a single women’s item at home. At that moment, Ava Sterling was truly shocked. Shocked to the point where her heart was pounding, extremely fast. Poe Vaughn genuinely had no women, so she was his first woman? That night, it wasn’t only her first time, but also his first time? Ava Sterling felt like she had won the lottery, and it was one worth billions, showering down on her from the sky, making her dizzy, finding it hard to believe. This disbelief remained even as she drifted into slumber, still real. Poe Vaughn married her, was it because she’s his first woman? As Ava Sterling’s consciousness sank into sleep, this thought emerged in her mind. Outside the window, the sky shifted from daylight to dusk, then to pitch black, then to stillness, and gradually the deep darkness faded, beginning to lighten. A new day was about to arrive. The heat in the bedroom finally subsided. Yet, the echo of the intensity quivered in the room. Poe Vaughn held the person in his arms, looking at her sweaty forehead and flushed face. Ava Sterling was completely asleep, no matter how he moved, she didn’t wake. He gazed at her face, her thick long eyelashes, like a sleeping little tiger, with no trace of ferocity, instead just adorable innocence. He picked her up and strode into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water emerged from the bathroom, the heat in the bedroom began to dissipate. Having cleaned up the two, Poe Vaughn carried Ava Sterling out, then grabbed the remote control, quickly the window opened. The cool air from outside came in, bringing in wisps of fresh wind, dispersing the stickiness in the bedroom. He held her and lay down, grabbing the blanket to cover them both. Only at this moment did his eyes close. But before closing, he looked at her for a long time, as if finally satisfied, his eyes closed. At this point, the stillness of night finally settled in, sleep followed and spread. Ava Sterling didn’t sleep well, always feeling very tired, like climbing a mountain, clearly exhausted, but she couldn’t control her feet, constantly climbing up. So, she climbed and climbed, until she was drained, her legs felt heavy, unable to hold herself up anymore, she sat down hard on the ground. But as soon as she sat down, Ava Sterling woke up. Because, when she sat, she sat into emptiness, her whole body seemed to fall from the clouds, plunging quickly, making her wake instantly. Eyes open, looking at the crystal light above, Ava Sterling blinked, not quite awake. She instinctively turned her head, looked around, and saw the person standing by the bed getting dressed. It seemed like he hadn’t washed up for long, his clothes were not yet worn, just wearing trousers. And as she looked over, she happened to see him putting on a shirt. Ava Sterling instantly caught sight of his perfectly fit shoulders and back, especially those beautiful muscle lines, making her blood race, excited. However, Ava Sterling had just woken up, still not fully conscious, so she didn’t have such excited emotions. But, watching this scene, she was captivated, her eyes squinted with appreciation. Completely forgetting where she was now, what time it was now. Poe Vaughn put on his shirt, buttoned it up. Once the buttons were done, he turned around, picked up the watch on the bedside table and put it on. Only, while putting on the watch, he looked at the person on the bed. And with this glance, he saw the person on the bed was already awake, eyes open watching him put on the watch, those beautiful eyes, hazy and enchanted. Like having drunk a bottle of aged vintage wine, it was a profound intoxication. Poe Vaughn’s fingertip paused then fastened the watch, spoke up: "Awake?" His deep voice fell into her ears, pulling Ava Sterling’s dreamy consciousness back. She instinctively lifted her eyes, looked at Poe Vaughn. Only then realizing he was looking at her, with eyes deep and boundless. Then Ava Sterling furrowed her brow, looking around. This is a bedroom, with a bed, sofa, coffee table, just like at home. But Ava Sterling knew this wasn’t home, it was that person’s company. As a company boss, it’s not surprising to have a resting room, but... a boss rolling on the bed with a woman all night in the resting room, that’s rare, isn’t it? Ava Sterling’s mind instantly surfaced with many scenes, all of the madness between the two from the night before. Ava Sterling’s head started to ache. He went crazy, she followed him into madness. And the result of madness is... Ava Sterling’s brows tightened, her eyes closed, feeling discomfort all over her body, she regretted. The result of madness is being spirited, like having taken an all-powerful tonic, yet she felt drained, it was a debilitating weakness... Poe Vaughn saw Ava Sterling’s face didn’t look well, sat on the bed, large palm resting on her forehead. Ava Sterling paused, eyes opened. He gazed at her, his eyes had no concern or caring, always cold. But watching his eyes, and feeling the warmth of his hand on her forehead, warm and soothing, flowing into her body, Ava Sterling’s heartbeat raced. Suddenly, Ava Sterling’s mind flashed back to what Sister Wei told her yesterday. "Sir doesn’t have a woman!" "Really doesn’t, Madam must trust Sir!" "Sir has only Madam as his woman! Truly!" In an instant, Ava Sterling’s heartbeat quickened, simultaneously her words followed automatically: "Poe Vaughn, am I your first woman?"