CHAPTER 490: CHAPTER 490: REVEALING NIGHTGOWN

Hearing these words, Ava Sterling leaned against Poe Vaughn’s chest, her body relaxing.

Forget it.

Accompanying him is not a big deal.

It’s just that this man’s temperament is really unpredictable and headache-inducing.

Never mind, she’s used to it; she won’t bother arguing with him. If she did, she might live a few years less.

Ava remained motionless in Poe Vaughn’s embrace, as if she had been granted a special pardon, hanging onto him without any worry.

Meanwhile, Poe Vaughn hung up the phone, put it away, and scooped Ava up in his arms.

Ava immediately looked up at him, still unable to discern any emotions, having no idea what he intended to do.

But Ava’s heart tightened slightly.

Is he going to do it again?

She doesn’t mind; after sleeping for so long, she’s recovered. It’s just, doesn’t he feel tired?

Ava didn’t know if he had rested, or for how long; she had no impression of it at all.

But looking at him like this, his attire suggests he hasn’t rested much.

She knows he has abundant energy, but if he wants to do it again, shouldn’t his energy be a bit too abundant?

Ava’s mind wandered into random thoughts until she realized Poe Vaughn had carried her to the washroom.

He placed her onto the bathroom counter.

Ava raised an eyebrow, feeling the cold surface under her, shivering slightly from the chill.

Poe Vaughn seated her on the counter, grabbed a toothbrush and toothpaste, clearly intending to freshen up.

Ava raised an eyebrow, watching Poe Vaughn squeeze out toothpaste, asking, "Haven’t you freshened up yet?"

As soon as she finished talking, Poe Vaughn had squeezed out the toothpaste, took a cup, filled it with water, then placed the toothbrush and cup in front of Ava.

Ava was startled.

Is he asking her to freshen up?

Poe Vaughn looked at her bewildered face and spoke, "Freshen up for dinner."

Ava was now certain that he indeed wanted her to freshen up.

At that moment, she felt like she was being pampered by him, both surprised and delighted.

Hastily picking up the cup and toothbrush, she began brushing her teeth, watching Poe Vaughn as she did.

Standing by the bathroom counter, Poe Vaughn watched her, his eyes deep and calm. Upon closer inspection, you could see the undulations within his gaze.

There was clearly a look in there that had never been present before, one of care.

Whether it was because Ava was staring at Poe Vaughn at that moment, or she was seated on the bathroom counter, taller than him now, Ava unexpectedly saw the difference in his gaze.

Upon seeing this difference, her heart skipped a beat as she instinctively dodged his gaze, afraid to look any further.

For some reason.

Her heart even began to panic.

She quickly finished brushing, then hopped down on her own, not needing Poe Vaughn’s help, turned on the faucet, and splashed water onto her face.

Letting herself sober up.

Otherwise, she would have been bewitched by him into hallucinating.

Poe Vaughn watched her wash up, noticeably flustered.

He said nothing, taking a towel.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

Dinner had arrived.

Poe Vaughn placed the towel beside Ava, tucked his hands into his pockets, and went out.

Ava heard the sound, wiped the water off her face, and looked at Poe Vaughn, seeing only his tall figure leaving.

At this moment, Ava relaxed.

Instinctively relaxed, as if she’d been tense all along.

Exhaling, Ava withdrew her gaze, looking at herself in the mirror, her heart thudding.

Poe Vaughn’s earlier gaze made her heart tremble, as if it wanted to engulf her.

This feeling made her panic.

She splashed a few more handfuls of cold water on her face, fully waking up, as her wildly beating heart gradually returned to a steady rhythm.

She took the nearby towel, wiping away the droplets on her face, then applied skincare.

There were women’s skincare products right on the bathroom counter, all major brands, not cheap ones.

Ava opened the box directly and started using them.

Once she tidied everything up, feeling revitalized head to toe, Ava looked carefully at herself in the mirror again.

Only upon this glance did Ava notice what she was wearing.

A white silk V-neck sleep dress with thin straps.

The dress was a deep V cut, slipping down to her chest, revealing a large area of skin, and showing half of her chest. Additionally, as Ava noticed her unusual attire, she simultaneously felt the smooth, cool skin on her back.

She turned abruptly, her face stiffening instantly.

Her back was completely exposed, her entire smooth back laid bare, even showing the hint of her derrière...

Ava: "..."

Ava was rendered expressionless by this revealing sleep dress.

That man didn’t seem like one to enjoy certain games nor fancy the type of enchantress, but what’s with this sleep dress?

It makes one want to bleed through the nose.

It’s too revealing, so much so that she’s embarrassed to look at herself.

Ava is aware of her good figure. Although she wears fewer clothes on the runway, that’s work, different.

In her personal life, she’s never worn anything so revealing, even as a sleep dress.

Did Poe Vaughn arrange this? Specifically requested it? Or did his subordinate know his preferences and prepare accordingly? Or, did the subordinate randomly choose it?

In the past, Ava would’ve found the answer to such side matters quickly. But now, looking at the sleep dress, Ava genuinely doesn’t know the answer.

She doesn’t know if Poe Vaughn arranged this or if it was random by others since it’s so unlike his style.

Standing in front of the bathroom counter, Ava looked up and down at her attire, thinking she should cover up with a coat, or change immediately. It’s not her being pretentious, nor feigning shyness; she just doesn’t want her attire to potentially entice Poe Vaughn into rolling over with her again.

Although she’s staying here with him, it’s not practical to be in bed with him every day, right?

Is he not working?

If rolling in bed affects his work schedule, would she have to spend ten days or half a month here?

What about her own work?

This won’t do.

A few days she can handle, but not dozens.

So, Ava resolutely looked around, and quickly spotted a robe hanging nearby, promptly wrapping it around herself.

Instantly feeling warm and secure.

Ava no longer lingered in the bathroom, promptly venturing outside.

Outside the suite, on the dining table, a sumptuous dinner was already laid out.

Whether Ava was too hungry or the aroma of the food was too enticing, she noticed it as soon as she stepped out.

She didn’t look at the person on the phone near the dining table; Ava went straight to the table, sat down, picked up chopsticks, and started eating without waiting for Poe Vaughn.

Poe Vaughn, on the call again, heard the sound, turned, and saw Ava’s whirlwind-like approach.

Especially at this moment, holding chopsticks, her face showing extreme hunger.