CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 475: HOLDING POE VAUGHN’S FACE

"Ah?"

A deep and steady voice fell into Ava’s ears, leaving her stunned.

Talk?

Did he say talk?

Ava must have heard wrong, because such words were completely unexpected from Poe Vaughn at this moment.

She thought he would be angry, furious with her, or say divorce, telling her to get as far away as possible, but she didn’t expect him to "calmly" suggest they talk.

It was simply shocking.

At this moment, Ava was in his arms, rendered speechless by his unexpected words.

After speaking, Poe said nothing more and continued walking forward. It was then that someone approached Poe, catching his gaze.

In an instant, the person knew what it meant, lowered their head, and followed Poe with a ticket in hand, without making a sound.

Ava was held by Poe and didn’t notice the person who suddenly appeared. Although she was momentarily unresponsive, because she was still in Poe’s embrace and he hadn’t stopped, Ava quickly became aware.

Coming to her senses, she moved to sit upright in Poe’s arms and without thinking, cupped Poe’s face.

At this moment, Poe stopped in his tracks.

His eyes lifted slightly, looking at the bold woman who held his face.

Ava had no other thoughts but wanted to see Poe’s expression and gaze, whether he was angry or not.

She wanted to see his face.

Because she felt he wasn’t angry, seemed not to have lost his temper, but she couldn’t be sure, so she had to see.

Without overthinking, without any hesitation, acting on a whim could be said to be fearless.

And Ava hadn’t realized that as long as Poe wasn’t mad at her, her confidence would instantly soar, just like in this moment, completely forgetting her previous disadvantages.

She boldly looked at him, carefully observing his expression, gazing into the depths of his eyes, checking for any sparks of displeasure.

Then, Ava found there weren’t any.

Not a single one.

He wasn’t displeased, didn’t dislike, held no irritation, nor was he distant.

He looked at her, and in those eyes she could never fathom, was the familiar deep color that fascinated her.

He was watching her, and there was nothing else in his eyes, only her.

Ava blinked, her heartbeat quickening in an instant.

This quickness wasn’t due to panic or fear; it was surprise.

He truly wasn’t angry, she could be one hundred percent sure he didn’t feel any dislike towards her because of what happened in the kitchen.

But... how could this be?

How could he not be angry?

He should be angry, and what was with that loud door slam? Please don’t tell her it was the wind.

At this moment, Ava frowned, full of question marks, completely unable to comprehend.

Poe looked at the person before him; her every thought was fully unfurled on her face.

He knew exactly what she was thinking at this moment.

His gaze turned ahead, and then he continued forward with Ava in his embrace.

Ava’s thoughts were pulled back due to Poe’s movement, but she wasn’t nervous or frightened anymore, subconsciously asking, "Poe Vaughn, where are we going?"

Yes, where?

If he’s not angry, then where is he taking her now? What are they going to do? She’s particularly curious.

"Saipan Island."

"What?!"

Ava was instantly shocked, her eyes wide as she looked at the person in front of her. "Saipan Island???"

Her sudden outburst almost caused her to stand upright, her sudden movements almost making Poe lose his grip on her. He frowned, parted his lips, and said, "Sit still."