Chapter 66
William frowned, unable to figure out what this woman was overthinking again. They were talking fine, and suddenly her eyes turned red. He thought it over and felt he hadn't done anything wrong.
"I really don't want kids."
Tears suddenly streamed down Ava's face.
"You don't want kids, or you don't want kids with me?"
William rubbed his temples, getting a headache.
"Is there a difference?"
"There is."
At this moment, Ava stubbornly wanted an answer, even if it was the most hurtful one. She wanted to hear him say it himself, so that her heart, which had almost rekindled hope, could die completely.
William pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled the cold words along with the smoke.
"I don't want them from anyone."
He said.
Ava looked at the man smoking in front of her and suddenly let out a cold laugh. So he didn't want Sarah's child either. He really was cold-blooded.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
His phone rang.
Ava saw Sarah's name flashing repeatedly on his screen, like a sharp blade stabbing at her heart over and over.
He never avoided her when taking calls, even when it was Sarah calling. This bothered Ava a lot.
Normal men who have someone on the side would be sneaky about it, afraid their wives would find out. His affair was blatant, and he even let Sarah boss her around in front of her.
He had never taken her seriously. That's what hurt her the most.
"William, Sarah's having a heart attack. Come quick."
William stared at Ava, then, after a long pause, said "okay" into the phone.
"Are you coming with me, or going back on your own?"
Ava weakly replied, "I'll go on my own."
William didn't say anything more and left. This morning, he insisted on bringing her out, and now he was leaving her alone in this crappy place.
Ava stood by the window, watching the annoying Bentley downstairs drive away before going downstairs herself.
It was sunny when they left, but now dark clouds covered the sky. Strong winds swept up dust from the ground. Ava seemed to hear the sound of rain approaching.
He had rushed her out this morning without checking the weather forecast, and she didn't even have an umbrella in her bag.
There weren't many places to take shelter from the rain on the nearby streets. A bar on the corner stood out from the rest of the street.
After thinking it over, Ava decided it was better to go in and wait out the rain than to get soaked and catch a cold.
Inside the bar was as empty as the street, with hardly anyone there. Probably everyone was a night owl, and at this time and in this weather, it was perfect for sleeping in.
Ava found an inconspicuous spot to sit down. She felt so depressed and wanted to get drunk, but the little thing in her belly wouldn't allow it. Naturally, she didn't dare touch alcohol during pregnancy.
Just sitting there doing nothing might make the owner kick her out, so she ordered a lemonade.
She had come out on an empty stomach this morning, and the hunger twisted her stomach nerves into a knot.
Within minutes, the rain started. Large raindrops pounded against the window with a crackling sound. Soon, the rainwater flowed from the eaves in a straight line, forming a curtain of rain before her eyes.
Ava breathed a sigh of relief. Watching this heavy rain somehow felt stress-relieving. If only she could be like this weather—when unhappy, just let it all out hysterically?
She stared at the rain in a daze, completely unaware that a delicate little cake had appeared on her table.
Ava looked up and was stunned for a moment when she saw the man in front of her. Her thoughts went back to yesterday, and that face slowly became clear.
"Ms. Morgan, in a bad mood?"
When Ava heard him call her Ms. Morgan, she quickly realized this man thought she was Emily. Yesterday she had lied and said she was spending her brother's money to buy those jewels.
"What a coincidence, sir, running into you again."
The man smiled, quite straightforwardly, "To be honest, did you throw the business card I gave you yesterday straight into the trash?"
Ava made an "mm" sound, with a questioning tone.
The man sighed, "I knew you threw it away. My name is Lewis, and I'm your brother's elementary school classmate. I'll visit your home another day. You don't mind adding me on Facebook first, do you?"
Ava's thoughts were still stuck on what he said about the business card. She had completely forgotten about Lewis giving her his card yesterday.
Lewis was socially outgoing. Without waiting for Ava's answer, he had already opened Facebook, just waiting to add her as a friend.
Ava's phone was right in front of her, and she couldn't think of a good reason to refuse. She thought, 'Fine, I'll add him. Worst case, I'll block him later.'
Lewis seemed to see through Ava's thoughts. While editing his contact name, he casually teased,
"You're not going to block me as soon as you leave, are you?"
Ava was speechless. He was pretty smart.
"Ms. Morgan, you've been sitting here all this time and haven't noticed someone's following you?"
Ava's heart skipped a beat. Sarah's annoying face quickly flashed through her mind. What was she trying to do now?
"Following me?"
Lewis leaned forward a bit, keeping his voice very low.
"The man at nine o'clock followed you in and has been watching your every move."
Ava couldn't help but want to turn her head to look. Lewis pushed the cake in front of him toward her and said quietly,
"Don't look. Pretend you don't know."
Ava picked up her spoon and mechanically scooped up a piece of cake and put it in her mouth, her heart pounding, thinking about how to get rid of these two people.
Lewis took a sip of his drink and comforted her,
"Don't be scared. I'll see you out in a bit. Don't be too touched—just treat me to a meal later."
Ava scooped another piece of cake into her mouth, secretly glancing from the corner of her eye at the location Lewis had mentioned. Two men with cameras sat there, looking familiar.
She thought back and realized they looked like two of the people who had been frantically photographing William at the auction center earlier.
They weren't Sarah's people. Ava relaxed. She had a feeling these reporters wouldn't be active in the industry for more than three days. After today's incident, William, that ruthless man, wouldn't let this go so easily.
Meanwhile, William rushed to the hospital. Sarah was being examined in the consultation room. Emily sat on a bench in the hallway playing on her phone, completely unaware of the dangerous atmosphere.
When William thought about the vicious things she had said about Ava on the phone this morning, anger burned inside him.
"Come with me."
Emily was suddenly lifted up by one hand and screamed in fright. When she saw it was her own brother, her fear didn't lessen but grew stronger.
"William, Mom called me. Let me answer it."
William snatched her phone. The screen showed a game. All lies.
"What did Ava do to you that you'd use such vicious methods against her? Can't you stand to see me happy?"
Sending his own sister-in-law to someone else's house—how could she even think of that?
Emily was too scared to admit it. "I, I, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Where did you get the stuff?"
Emily continued playing dumb. "What stuff? There's no stuff."
The siblings were arguing outside the consultation room when Sarah came out, looking somewhat weak.
"William, you came? Just now, my heart was racing so badly. Luckily, Emily got me to the hospital in time."
She was about to cry again as she spoke.
William glanced at her. "You're not in a condition to live alone anymore."
Sarah was overjoyed inside, thinking William was going to move to JadeDragon Bay Residences to live with her. The next second, she heard him say,
"Move back to your own home and live with your parents."
Sarah heard his cold words and felt like someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her head, extinguishing all her enthusiasm.
William didn't pay her much attention and directly pulled Emily away.