Ava quickly gave the housekeeper some instructions and then returned to the kitchen, where she found Poe Vaughn standing there, staring at the counter, lost in thought. She didn’t bother managing him and grabbed his arm, saying, "Let me show you my study and bedroom." Saying that, Ava hooked his arm and took him on a tour of her study and then the bedroom, introducing everything as they went. Poe Vaughn barely spoke; it was Ava doing all the talking while he listened, but his gaze was fixed on the apartment’s decor and arrangement. The apartment was decorated in a minimalist style, but the color combination was done very well, in bright tones. Yet, from the items there and the little details, one could clearly see Ava’s preferences. She likes pink, loves dolls, and adores cartoon animals. Especially the bedroom... Ava led Poe Vaughn into her bedroom, and the first thing that caught the eye was a profusion of dolls. Various dolls, big and small, occupied every available spot. It could be said that upon entering the bedroom, the first thing one notices is these dolls. Poe Vaughn’s eyes narrowed. Ava hadn’t really looked at her dolls for a long time; now seeing the room full of them, she was momentarily taken aback. But she quickly recovered and said with a bright smile, "Oh, I kind of like dolls, so I have a lot at home." "Kind of" is probably putting it lightly. These dolls filled every bit of spare space, as if the room was packed with numerous animals and plants, making it quite lively. As Ava spoke, she walked in and directly picked up a doll to hug and kiss. It had indeed been a long time since she’d been home; seeing all of them now, she really missed them. Thus, Ava went from doll to doll, hugging and kissing each, completely gleeful. Poe Vaughn stood at the door, watching this person enter a world of dolls, holding and cuddling them joyfully like a child, full of innocence. The doorbell rang, interrupting Ava’s happiness. She turned to look outside, then, realizing something, tossed the doll onto the bed and quickly went out, "It must be the slippers I ordered!" She said this as she went to open the door. And indeed, as soon as the door opened, the delivery person handed her the shoes. Ava said, "Thank you." Taking the bag, she closed the door, then took the slippers out and put the bag in the drawer of the entryway shoe cabinet, heading towards the bedroom, "Poe Vaughn, the slippers I got for you are here." Saying this, Ava entered the bedroom and saw the tall figure standing there, in the middle of the realm of dolls, observing each one. Not missing a single detail. Upon hearing her voice, he looked up. Ava stood at the door, looking at this person with a dominating aura standing in the midst of a territory full of dolls. It was as if he had a feeling of being able to defeat and dominate everything. She even felt that her dolls were shivering in fear under his aura. Unable to help herself, Ava laughed. She walked over, "Slippers." Bending down, she placed the slippers at his feet and said, "I bought these in a large size; you should be able to wear them." When she bought them, she hadn’t asked what size he wore, but men usually have large feet, especially someone so tall, so she bought a pair in a very large size. He should definitely fit into them. Poe Vaughn looked at the slippers placed at his feet, an ordinary pair of blue flip-flops, the kind that cost a dozen bucks at a supermarket. The cheap material, the earthy color, just a glance showed how inexpensive they were. Normally, such cheap items shouldn’t be placed before him; they didn’t suit his noble feet. However, he lifted his foot and put them on, and to his surprise, they fit perfectly. In fact, because his noble feet slipped into them, the slippers also appeared more upscale. Ava looked on and was quite satisfied, "I told you they’d fit, and indeed they do." She admired her own judgment. After saying this, Ava thought of something, looked at the sky outside, and said, "How about we eat out tonight?" "It takes an hour to get back; it’ll be too late. I’m starving." "We’ll just grab a quick bite out here; I know a place..." Before she could finish her sentence, the doorbell rang again. Ava stopped speaking, turned to look outside, her eyes full of surprise. Who could be here at this time? A few faces flashed quickly through Ava’s mind, and then her expression changed. Could it be Lauren, that woman? It must be her. Silas Donovan knows where she is, so Lauren could have contacted him and come straight over. Thinking of this, Ava hurriedly pulled Poe Vaughn to sit on the bed and quickly said, "It might be Lauren, that woman is here. Don’t let her see you; she’s very annoying otherwise." "Stay in here, don’t make any noise, and don’t move. I’ll deal with her quickly." The source of thɪs content is novelꞁire.net Having said that, Ava rushed out and this time, she slammed the bedroom door shut on her way out. Poe Vaughn sat on the bed; pink sheets, a pink quilt, a pink pillow, all soft and like a little girl’s bed, carrying her unique light fragrance. He sat there, inhaling the familiar scent that permeated the air, feeling the softness beneath him, as his eyes closed. Ava went to open the door, her face showing her displeasure at being interrupted. However, that displeasure disappeared when she saw the person standing outside; she froze. Ava looked at the driver standing outside in surprise. Old Zhang smiled and said, "Madam, Justin Quinn has asked me to bring dinner to you and the sir." As he spoke, Old Zhang raised the two thermal containers he was holding. Ava was stunned again, but she quickly responded, looked at the thermal containers in Old Zhang’s hands, blinked, then regained her composure with a smile, "Alright, thank you." "You’re welcome, I’ll take my leave now." Old Zhang bowed and left, while Ava carried the thermal containers inside and closed the door. At this moment, her eyes were very bright. Only now did she remember that Poe Vaughn had called earlier to have dinner sent over. She had completely forgotten. She quickly placed the thermal containers on the table and called out, "Poe Vaughn, it’s not Lauren, it’s Old Zhang." "Old Zhang has brought the food, come out and let’s eat." Ava now called Poe Vaughn’s name more smoothly, almost as if the two of them were actually a married couple, living their everyday life. As she said this, she didn’t wait, taking out the food from the thermal containers herself. Not knowing where it was purchased from, but it looked quite good, especially given her hunger at the moment. So Ava didn’t think twice and immediately picked up a piece of sweet and sour spare rib and popped it into her mouth. The sour-sweet taste spread instantly in her stomach, so satisfying that Ava’s eyes squinted. The door opened, and Poe Vaughn came out. The first thing he saw was Ava standing by the table, happily chewing on the ribs. It seemed like she was eating the best delicacy in the world, wholly content. He walked over, and Ava, hearing the sound, didn’t keep all the food to herself, quickly picking up a piece of sweet and sour spare rib and bringing it to Poe Vaughn’s mouth, "It’s delicious, really aromatic, try it."