CHAPTER 478: CHAPTER 478: READ

Poe Vaughn sat there, unmoving.

Ava looked at those deep eyes, those well-defined features, a face always like a frozen land, as if no one could melt it. Her expression suddenly turned sorrowful: "Hubby~~"

The sweet call made one’s heart itch.

Poe Vaughn’s eyes flickered as he looked at this sorrowful, pleading face and spoke: "Troy Thorne."

In an instant, the person sitting behind opened the bag, took out paper and pen, walked over to Poe Vaughn, and presented the items with both hands.

Ava was still stunned, unable to react to the unfamiliar name "Troy Thorne" from Poe Vaughn’s mouth, when the paper and pen were handed to her.

Her eyes widened, her lips parted, as she stared in surprise at the suddenly appeared paper and pen.

This efficient?

Poe Vaughn took the paper and pen, handing them to Ava.

Ava’s eyes instantly regained their sparkle, her heart pounding, as she quickly took the paper and pen, cheerfully saying, "Thanks, hubby!"

After speaking, she didn’t forget to give Poe Vaughn a kiss on the face, it was a moment of excitement.

This person is truly amazing.

With just two words, the paper and pen were delivered, simply impressive!

Ava felt extremely joyful inside, immediately sitting back down, taking the tray table, and began writing on the paper quickly.

The warmth on Poe Vaughn’s face lingered with a fragrance, swirling around his nose. This fragrance seemed to seep into his skin, integrating into his body, flowing through his veins.

He watched beside him, at the person sitting in the seat, writing diligently with a pen, full of seriousness and excitement, along with happiness. His heart was stirred once again.

His eyes turned away, picking up his phone, continuing to arrange related matters.

With the paper and pen, Ava didn’t bother with anything else, just wrote quickly on the paper. She initially wanted an exchange with Poe Vaughn, but ended up writing down everything she wanted to ask and say.

By the time she finished, the plane was about to take off, the roaring broke the night’s silence.

Ava wrote almost to the end, putting down the pen, looking at the full page she had written, feeling dazed.

So much?

At this moment, Ava was stunned by the whole page she had written.

Poe Vaughn had arranged everything properly, turned off his phone.

And then his eyes turned to look at the person beside him, seeing the dazed face, and the entire page of writing.

The page was filled with bold black characters, messy yet neat, with a clear display of well-crafted handwriting.

Ava had beautiful handwriting, messy but with her unique style. The pen flowed smoothly, clean and sharp, without hesitation. Just like her straightforward nature, not the least bit coy.

Poe Vaughn looked at the whole page of writing, withdrew his gaze, and then leaned back against the seat, closing his eyes to rest.

It seemed he wasn’t curious about what was written on the entire page at all.

Ava stared blankly for a moment, as the plane roared into the sky, with the cabin crew announcements echoing.

Ava blinked, then looked at Poe Vaughn, seeing that he had closed his eyes.

Is he asleep?

Thinking this, Ava immediately called: "Hubby?"

Actually, Ava realized that as long as she used softness on Poe Vaughn, all kinds of softness, everything would be alright.

No matter how bad the situation, it could be turned around.

At this moment, she held Poe Vaughn’s hand, gently shook it, her voice small and soft, sounding particularly endearing.

Poe Vaughn’s eyes opened, looking at her.

Ava smiled brightly, arching her brows, showing Poe Vaughn a dazzling smile.

She immediately handed the page she had written to Poe Vaughn, smiling happily: "Hubby, look."

"Read it and then reply to me."

Ava didn’t bother to see what she had written, surprisingly so much, since she had finished writing, he would look, then reply.

Then she would write again, and he would look.

Repeating this cycle.

She planned to spend these few hours doing this, if she could resolve this matter within these hours, that would be perfect.

Poe Vaughn looked at the person smiling at him, raised his hand, took the page.

And Ava immediately took the pen, watching Poe Vaughn, waiting for him to finish reading and reply to her.

Poe Vaughn held the full page in his hand, looked at the content on it.

Ava wasn’t the type to be subtle, nor roundabout or wordy; she said what she meant. Normally, this was the case, and now the entire content was likewise.

Right at the start, she roughly explained the background of the whole situation, repeatedly stated she didn’t do it intentionally, and sincerely wanted to care for him. She could swear, continuously emphasizing everything was not related to Mrs. Wei, it was entirely her fault. Urging him not to blame Mrs. Wei, to only take issue with her, not cause trouble for Mrs. Wei.

The words were sincere, full of care, without any flowery language, not a single wasted word.

And finally, there were countless questions.

"Hubby, are you angry?"

"Hubby, did you lose your temper?"

"Hubby, are you blaming me?"

"Hubby, are you going to divorce me?"

"Hubby, I really made a mistake, please don’t be angry anymore, okay?"

Poe Vaughn looked at the repeated word "hubby," a depth in his eyes that seemed less cold.

Ava sat beside him, her body already turned to face Poe Vaughn. She sat up straight, eyes unblinkingly watching Poe Vaughn. Holding the pen in her hand, it was like a student waiting for the teacher to correct her homework, that was a well-behaved posture.

Poe Vaughn finished reading the entire page, not missing a word, and then raised his hand.

Ava’s eyes lit up, immediately offering the pen with both hands.

Poe Vaughn took the pen, wrote two sharp characters at the end, and handed it to Ava.

Ava leaned in to see what Poe Vaughn wrote, her face moving closer.

But before she could see clearly, Poe Vaughn had already put away the pen and handed the paper to her.

Ava was stunned.

Done already?

Not writing more?

Her face full of confusion, yet her hands moving quickly, Ava immediately took the paper to see the final writing.

Read.

Ava: "..."

Ava’s face turned dark.

She wrote so much, and he dismissed her with just "Read," is this really alright?

A flame of anger lit up, Ava glared at Poe Vaughn.

After handing the paper to Ava, Poe Vaughn closed his eyes again as before, as if ready to rest.

Ava’s face turned gloomy.

She glared at this face unchanged by wind and rain, her lips pressed tightly, teeth grinding audibly. Then, taking the pen, she continued writing on another sheet of paper.

But this time, she wrote quickly, finishing in no time.

Then she grabbed Poe Vaughn’s hand, shook it, urging him to look.

In her ears, there was no more soft "Hubby," replaced by the tight grip on his fine, soft hand.

Poe Vaughn’s eyes opened, looking at Ava.

Just as he watched her, a new page was directly laid out in front of him.