Ava Sterling’s hand had just landed on the door handle when she hesitated about whether she really wanted to open this door, and that low voice reached her ears. Ava’s eyes lit up, and the next moment she quickly turned around and ran towards Poe Vaughn. She rushed into his arms, hugging him tightly: "Honey, I thought you really didn’t want me anymore, boohoo..." Ava buried her face into Poe’s chest, crying loudly. But in reality, it was all bark and no bite... Poe listened to the cries that seemed to want the whole world to hear, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, but he said nothing. He tightened his arms around her, holding her to prevent her from falling. Ava felt those arms tightening and instantly felt a sense of triumph in her heart. Hmph, he can handle softness, not hardness, she just had to use her beauty strategy. In this moment, Ava became indulgent, crying even louder, and her two lotus arms tightened around Poe’s neck, as if afraid that if she loosened her grip, he would push her away. The scary coldness of the office disappeared, returning to its usual calm. However, due to Ava’s crying, the atmosphere became particularly different. But it wasn’t frightening; instead, it was relaxing. Poe didn’t call out Ava’s intentions, just holding her, letting her act in his arms, waiting for her performance to end. While his finger pads landed on her lumbar spine, tapping it occasionally, he was extremely patient. Ava actually wanted Poe to comfort her, but after crying for ages, he hadn’t said a word. However, he didn’t find her annoying either or throw her out. So, moderation, moderation. So, Ava cried for quite some time, feeling that he shouldn’t be angry anymore, especially sensing the rhythmic and patient tapping on her lumbar spine, not at all like someone in a bad mood. Ava thought, as her cries gradually quieted down, she sneakily pulled her face out from his chest and looked up at him. And with that look, Ava was stunned. Content originally comes from novel~fire~net From her perspective, looking up, she could clearly see his superior facial features, how defined and perfect they were. Chin, lips, nose, eyebrows, eyes, as if sculpted, every stroke, not a single flaw, breathtakingly beautiful. Any single part of his face taken out was the most perfect artwork in the world, every part, indistinguishable in excellence. And when combined together, it’s simply divine! So handsome, too handsome! Ava’s heart skipped a beat, a breath held in her chest, neither going down nor up. How can this person be so good-looking? So absolutely stunning? So envying and infuriating! Poe didn’t look at Ava, but he continued to hold her in his arms, his eyes gazing ahead, the deep pupils moving silently. Not knowing what he’s thinking. However, as Ava stirred slightly, his eyes shifted slightly, lowering his gaze. Ava’s heart skipped a beat. This sudden lowering of gaze, was like a deity descending from the heavens, staring at her, her soul instantly sucked away, no longer her own... Poe looked at Ava’s wide eyes in this instant, the fascination and daze inside them, as if seeing something exquisitely beautiful, she was unable to react. He was very satisfied with this look. His eyes narrowed slightly, he spoke: "Why didn’t you reply to my message?" Ava couldn’t pull her soul out from Poe’s extraordinary face, but this low magnetic voice reached her ear, instantly bringing her back. Her eyelashes fluttered, instinctively saying: "What message didn’t I reply to?" Poe’s lips pressed slightly, he didn’t speak again. However, his breath silently changed. The familiar low pressure returned in an instant, engulfing the entire office. And in that moment, something flashed quickly through Ava’s mind. She immediately sat up, surprised: "You’re saying after you replied to my message at noon, why I didn’t reply?" Poe didn’t answer, but his gaze was fixed on Ava, clearly telling her the answer was just that. Ava’s lips opened, her eyes widened, she was dumbfounded. He wouldn’t be sulking all afternoon just because she didn’t reply, would he? Ava glared at this exceptionally handsome person in front of her, then looked at those terrifyingly sharp eyes, she couldn’t help wanting to curse inside. He’s really too petty, too secretly uptight! Ava at this moment wanted to howl into the sky, truly when God gives you something, surely He takes something else away. No wonder the old lady was so concerned about him. Really... Too anxious! Ava looked at Poe again, at this point, she wasn’t nervous or afraid at all. Even though Poe’s face started to turn bad, she was not flustered at all. Not only unflustered, Ava even laughed. Especially joyfully laughing. Just like a bee that has consumed honey, smiling sweetly. Poe looked at the person in his arms growing exuberant again, but as she grew exuberant, his eyebrows also raised, like a red rose blooming under the scorching sun, so unrestrained, so dazzling. The chill around him gradually dissipated. He looked at her smile, brilliant and eye-catching, his eyes deep and thoughtful. He liked her smile, it was beautiful. "Honey, why are you so petty?" "I was just busy at the time, had something to do, so I forgot." "How can you get angry over such a small thing? It’s so bad." After knowing the reason for Poe’s anger, Ava held Poe’s face, her smile bright. She was completely out of concern. "Look, look, your face is so angry, scared everyone in the company, right?" Recalling the looks from the employees when she came to the company, Ava instantly understood. This person had misplaced anger, releasing a chill on the entire staff, she felt sorry for them. Thinking about it, Ava cupped Poe’s face, kissed him on the cheek, then on the nose, and finally on the lips, then said: "Don’t be angry." "Getting angry ages you quickly." Ava was coaxing Poe as if he were a child, but in reality, she was in Poe’s arms, held by him, and in his arms, she was the one being spoiled like a little girl. Like a little girl being held. The atmosphere in the office relaxed once again, even becoming cheerful. Ava had explained, she had coaxed him, feeling that he might not be angry anymore, and then she remembered something she wanted to tell him, so she immediately said: "I messaged you today because I wanted to talk about grandma." "Grandma is at home every day, either brewing medicinal soup for you or for me, I think grandma wants us to have a child soon." "I think you need to find a way to let grandma focus elsewhere, not on us, or we’ll be under a lot of pressure, don’t you think?" Ava was still in Poe’s arms, holding his neck as she spoke. This was the main issue, the big deal! Poe listened to Ava speak, feeling the light and happy atmosphere around her. When Ava finished talking, there was a subtle movement deep in his eyes, and he responded.