When the two spoke, it was clear he knew she was coming to Milan, as if he had known earlier. So, that’s why he sent her the message. Ava Sterling’s eyes lit up, brimming with curiosity as she looked at Jace Kingsley. Jace had a smile on his face, especially when seeing her curiosity, his smile deepened: "KOKO’s clothes suit my mother quite well." In an instant, Ava understood. Luxury brand items are really supplied to the wealthy. Every new collection attracts a lot of interest from the wealthy, and if they like it, they watch for the right fit and order immediately. KOKO’s clothing line focuses on elegance, simplicity, and conveys a nobility that other brands do not. It’s indeed favored by wealthy women of the upper class. So, Jace being in Milan wasn’t surprising. Knowing she would come to Milan was even less surprising. "Then you must watch carefully tomorrow night." "I’ve heard this time KOKO’s clothes are especially good." Ava’s words weren’t false, as she had heard early on that this show was unique, KOKO had prepared for a long time, and many were looking forward to it. Food was served quickly, and Ava and Jace ate and chatted. They had almost finished eating and left the restaurant. By that time, there were few people on the street, and Jace said, "Which hotel are you staying at? I’ll take you back." Ava waved her hand directly: "No need, my hotel is not far, and it’s late, you should go back and rest, don’t worry about me." It was already past midnight, and she had slept for more than ten hours, and wasn’t tired. But Jace was different, he had been here for days, and was over the jet lag. Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Jace smiled, albeit helplessly: "How can I let a young lady like you be out here so late?" "Come on, I’ll walk you, otherwise I won’t feel at ease." Ava raised an eyebrow: "Though I’m a woman, I’m not an ordinary woman; no one dares to mess with me." That wasn’t a boast, it was the truth. No one could take advantage of her. Jace laughed cheerfully: "But I still want to walk you home, I have no reason not to." "Otherwise, should we take a walk, to help digest?" He looked at her, inviting with a smile, seeing through her thoughts with a glance. Ava did want to walk for digestion; she was not afraid of the late night. Now that Jace had exposed her, she thought for a moment and said: "Alright, but don’t blame me if you’re tired tomorrow." Ava was never one to be shy; if Jace said so, she wouldn’t refuse. They began to walk, the night covered the city, their footsteps echoing clearly. Behind, a car slowly followed. "Do you have plans for tomorrow morning?" Jace was walking, turning slightly to look at her. Under the streetlight, his turned face, the light fell on it, his eyelashes extremely long, dense, and deep. Ava had her hands behind her back, lost in thought. When she heard Jace, she paused, then said, "What is it?" Content originally comes from novelꞁire.net "Haha, I wanted to ask if you have time tomorrow morning, if so, I’d like to invite you to a movie." The words from Lauren Howell made her realize she was now married, and she felt the need to clarify with Jace, that nothing was possible between them. She just hadn’t found the right opportunity to say it. Now, was the right opportunity. But when the opportunity came, she felt what she had to say next might hurt Jace. After all, he had expressed his feelings early on, and she had honestly told him she wouldn’t marry. But now, just days later, she was indeed married. Though it was a fake marriage, it still seemed wrong to him. Ava’s brow furrowed, her expression turning guilty. Seeing her expression change, Jace’s smile faded gradually. "Did something happen?" His voice was extremely gentle, falling into Ava’s ears, tightening her brow further. She ran a hand through her hair, then steeled herself, raising her head to look at Jace seriously: "Jace, I must clarify things with you, otherwise, it wouldn’t be fair to you." Jace’s gaze shifted slightly, a smile curling his lips: "Go ahead." "Well... it’s , I... I think you shouldn’t waste your time on me, we’re not possible." "We can be friends, but not lovers." She didn’t know when Poe Vaughn would divorce, it might be a month or two, or possibly half a year. But no matter how long, she couldn’t give Jace false hope, letting him waste time on her. That would be deceit. She couldn’t do that. She, Ava Sterling, never deceived people, it was her personal principle. Jace looked at the person in front of him, her attitude was firm, earnest, and sincere. Yet within those expressions, he clearly saw her hiding something. There was something on her mind. "Is there trouble with my mother?" "If so, I’ll call her, I won’t let it trouble you." Ava quickly shook her head: "No, not at all." "Speaking of that, I actually have to thank you, since telling you, my mom hasn’t called once, or bothered me." "Then what’s... the reason, for you suddenly changing your mind?" In the night, he looked at her, his eyes sincere like hers. Ava’s heart trembled, a tremor of guilt. Seeing Jace , she felt she had committed a heinous act. Ava Sterling, look at yourself, what a mess you’ve created! You said you wouldn’t marry, and suddenly you did! Truly blinded by money! "I... I have my reasons, but I can’t tell you." "I also can’t make up excuses to lie to you, but I really can’t say." "Jace, you are really, really wonderful, but we..." Jace softly asked, Ava’s words stopped, looking at his quiet eyes, she nodded: "Ask away." "Do you... like someone else?"