Chapter 104 The Most Anticipated Day, The Greatest Regret
At the dining table, Ava served rice for everyone. Finn and Cleo sat next to each other, while Joshua sat with Ava.
This was the first time the four of them sat down to eat together, but the atmosphere felt a bit awkward.
Joshua looked at the table full of food and glanced at Ava. "Did you make all this?"
"Sabrina made it," Ava said.
Sabrina, who was bringing out the last soup dish, quickly said, "Ms. Davis is being modest. I just washed the vegetables. Ms. Davis made all these dishes. Sir, you should try them. Ms. Davis is really a great cook."
Finn put a piece of fish on Joshua's plate. "Mommy's food is really delicious."
Joshua picked up the fish and took a bite.
The fish was crispy on the outside and tender inside. The fishy smell was gone, and the fresh flavor of the fish was perfectly preserved. It tasted amazing.
He had heard Hayden mention before how good Ava's cooking was.
Joshua felt incredibly regretful now—he had let Hayden eat Ava's cooking for so many years.
Joshua couldn't help but frown. Hayden got the better deal.
Seeing Joshua frown, Ava asked tentatively, "Does it taste bad?"
Joshua's slender fingers moved slightly. "No, it's very good. Better than anything I've had before."
"See? We're not lying. Our mommy's food is the best in the whole world," the two children said proudly.
Joshua's deep eyes showed a smile as he nodded in agreement.
Getting such high praise, Ava smiled a bit shyly. "It's not as good as you're saying. Alright, eat up before it gets cold."
Ava served food to the two children.
The meal was unusually harmonious. After eating, Ava and Sabrina cleared the dishes together. Suddenly, the weight in her hands lightened—Joshua took the bowl from Ava and brought it to the kitchen sink.
Sabrina had been around long enough to see Joshua's feelings for Ava, and Finn clearly looked like him, obviously Finn's father.
Seeing them go into the kitchen, Sabrina tactfully stayed outside to clean the table.
"Let me do it." Seeing Joshua roll up his shirt sleeves, revealing a firm, smooth forearm, ready to wash dishes, Ava said.
In Ava's memory, Joshua was very particular about cleanliness and never went into the kitchen, let alone washed dishes.
"Go sit down."
His slender hands reached under the water, picking up a bowl. His movements were quick but clumsy—clearly he'd never washed dishes before.
Ava didn't argue anymore and just stood behind, watching quietly. A faint smile carried a hint of bitterness, and her eyes couldn't help but redden.
It wasn't because she was touched that Joshua was helping her wash dishes.
It was because of everything today—the warm home, the gentle husband, the lovely children, the simple life she had longed for before.
But now she seemed to have it, yet not really. Her husband had become her ex-husband. This was her and the children's home; he had his own home.
It had become a regret.
If only the Joshua from before had half the kindness he showed today, how wonderful that would have been.
But it was too late.
There was no going back.
Ava turned and left the kitchen.
When Joshua finished washing the dishes and came out, he saw Ava watching TV with Finn and Cleo.
Ava held the two children with a beautiful smile, every expression breathtakingly lovely.
Only then did Joshua realize how much he had failed to cherish her.
The rain had stopped. It was time for Joshua to leave.
Ava walked Joshua to the door, raised her small hand and waved at him, reminding him, "The ground is slippery after the rain. Drive carefully."
"You care about me?" His voice carried a hint of playfulness.
"..." Ava was at a loss for words. This did sound like a caring wife seeing her husband off.
"No, I just don't want you to die on the road."
Joshua chuckled softly and naturally ruffled Ava's hair. "I'm going. Don't forget about tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Ava thought for a moment, then remembered tomorrow was the weekend and she had promised him.
Ava nodded. "I can, but like I said, I can't guarantee I'll definitely have time."
Ava was a doctor, and with so many patients at the hospital, if something urgent came up, she couldn't just leave.
Joshua understood and nodded. "Okay, go back inside."
Joshua turned and left. Ava closed the door. The warm little home seemed to separate two different worlds from the outside.
Joshua's gentle expression was replaced by his usual serious, cold demeanor as he stepped back into his cold world.
After being thrown out of the Thomas Villa, Mia could only return home in embarrassment. The sound of breaking glass kept coming from the upscale villa.
"That bitch Ava—it's her, she ruined me. I'm going to kill her." Mia's face twisted with rage.
Katya and Oscar sat on the sofa with heavy expressions. This time Mia had offended the Thomas family. If the Thomas family stopped supporting the Wilson family, or even suppressed them, the Wilson family would face disaster.
"Enough! Are you done going crazy? When you're done, figure out how to win Joshua's heart back," Oscar said sternly.
"Yes, Mia, listen to your father. Calm down," Katya urged worriedly.