CHAPTER 507: CHAPTER 507: AVA IN THIS MOMENT

Thinking this, Ava continued, "If you tell grandma about this, she wouldn’t agree with you either."

"Besides, there are so many younger members in the Vaughn Family, even children. If they all kissed me, and that made you angry, wouldn’t that be strange?"

"In other words, if grandma wants us to have kids, and we have a son in the future, you can’t stop our son from kissing me, right?"

Ava let out everything on her mind, not holding back.

She even talked about having children together.

Ava wrapped her arms around herself again. Poe Vaughn was about to move her hands away, his large hand covering hers, but before he could act, her words of displeasure reached his ears.

Especially the last sentence.

Children.

Their children.

At this moment, Poe Vaughn froze, his hand resting on Ava’s, enveloping it.

Ava didn’t notice any of this, she was displeased because Poe Vaughn was pissed for no reason, more words bubbling up, determined to say everything.

She can’t sleep tonight unless she gets it all out.

"The agreement we signed originally states that I shouldn’t get too close to other men to avoid misunderstandings, and I understand that. You don’t want me involved with other men to avoid it becoming public and affecting your reputation, I totally get that."

"I signed the agreement and I’ve followed it. I don’t have any male friends now, it’s just you I’ve got, so what more do you want?"

"If a kid of a few years kisses me, it means he likes me, and he has no ulterior motives. A child’s mind is simple, not as complex as adults. You don’t need to hold a grudge over such a thing, there’s really no need. It’s bad for your health, and people might think you’re petty."

"Even if we consider the possibility of having kids in the future, having a son, you can’t stop him from kissing me. I’d kiss my son every day, would you take him away? Does that seem right to you?"

"And earlier, when a stranger tried to flirt with me, I immediately dismissed him without giving him any chance. If you don’t believe me, you can have the hotel check the surveillance to see if I’m telling the truth."

"Poe Vaughn, I, Ava Sterling, am indeed from a small place, and I do have many flaws. I’m definitely not as refined or cultured as those from wealthy families. I’m not one to beat around the bush, and you must know this from your investigation. If there’s something I’m doing wrong, I’ll correct it, no need for you to say, I swear I’ll change. But only if I truly did something wrong, otherwise, I won’t agree."

"But tonight, I really don’t think I did anything wrong, truly."

"I think you’re the one with the issue, you shouldn’t be angry with me over a child, it’s very wrong."

Ava grew serious as she spoke, almost as if lecturing, completely forgetting her relationship with Poe Vaughn, especially his status.

But that’s how she is, she says what she thinks without holding back, regardless of who you are, if she wants to speak, she’ll speak.

Poe Vaughn stood there, listening to her serious and earnest words echoing behind him.

No irritation, no impatience, no disgust as if dealing with other men.

She treats him differently than other men.

At this moment, he moved his thumb to pull Ava’s hand.

Ava spoke a lot, feeling more and more that she was right, that there was nothing wrong with what she said.

She felt she should keep expressing herself, keep pushing until Poe Vaughn realized his mistakes.

What, do powerful people never make mistakes?

Powerful people are human too, they can make mistakes!

But just as she was about to continue, his strong grip pulled her hand away, surprising Ava.

And at this moment, Ava’s inner alarm blared, and she realized a problem.

Who was Poe Vaughn? Did he need her to preach to him like this?

Even if it were preaching, it shouldn’t be her, but grandma!

Immediately, Ava felt a headache and regretted it.

Darn!

In her excitement, she said everything without concern, regretting it after the fact.

And this wasn’t the first time it happened, it’s happened many times, and she just can’t change it.

Ava felt troubled, very annoyed.

Lost in deep regret, Ava’s fingers were pulled away, taken from her.

Ava quickly tried to embrace Poe Vaughn again, hastily saying, "Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, I just... I’m only worried."

"I don’t want you to be angry, being angry can age you easily, you see, even the little kids are calling you uncle while calling me sister, that’s the difference. Don’t be angry, really, you’ll age faster if you do."

In her anxiety, Ava started rambling.

Poe Vaughn removed her hands but didn’t let go, holding her hand as he turned to look at her.

However, upon hearing these flustered words, his aura tightened.

He looked at her, his eyes slightly narrowing, his large hand tightening its grip.

Ava felt it, and her heart sank, oh no.

He’s really mad now, what should she do?

At that moment, Ava was both regretful and anxious, truly flustered.

Poe Vaughn looked at the person in front of him, so flustered, desperately trying to think of a way but couldn’t come up with anything, her anxiety evident.

He opened his lips, "Am I very old?"

"Huh?"

Ava was dumbfounded.

The completely unrelated question left Ava momentarily dazed.

Old?

How is he old?

He’s not!

Ava looked at the person in front of her in confusion, clearly seeing the darkness in his eyes, like being on a beach, she hurriedly said, "Not old, not old!"

"You’re not old, you’re very young! I meant being angry ages people, I just want you not to be angry, especially not over a little child, it’s not worth it."

After speaking, Ava immediately placed her hand on Poe Vaughn’s chest, soothing him, watching him as she did.

This cautious and nervous manner was exceedingly amusing.

But Poe Vaughn couldn’t bring himself to smile.

He looked at the person in front of him, this overly cautious demeanor, her effort to appease him. She put away all her thorns just so he wouldn’t be angry.

At this moment, a scene appeared before his eyes, one he witnessed earlier in the corridor, a person full of anger and coldness, not giving anyone a hint of warmth or patience.

Such an Ava was the same as the one he had always seen, like being on a runway, dazzling and domineering, disdainful of everyone.

She was distant, untouchable.

But now, the person before him was different from the one on the runway, different from the one he knew before.

Now, she was warm, full of emotions, revealing many sides unknown to others.

She was so real, genuinely opening up everything to him, the good and the bad, with no reservations.

In this moment, a deep flicker passed through Poe Vaughn’s eyes, all the darkness dissipating.

He opened his lips, "Why am I angry?"