The Vaughn Residence is nestled against a mountain and faces the water, surrounded by lush trees. Outside the house are dense bamboos and trees, and inside are various scenic trees.
Naturally, in this sumr, the sounds of various birds and cicadas beco lively.
Ava Sterling knocked on the door and stood at the entrance, listening to the cicadas outside.
She felt the thick sumr atmosphere.
It’s really comfortable.
"Co in."
A deep magnetic voice ca from the study, falling clearly into Ava’s ears, making her heart skip a beat, and all the surrounding sounds seed insignificant.
Even the sumr heat and noise vanished.
Wow!
No wonder he’s a man who hits all her aesthetic points...
Suppressing her heart that couldn’t help but flutter, Ava earnestly opened the door and went in.
Behind the desk, Poe Vaughn sat in an executive chair, with a laptop open on the desk.
At the mont, his fingers were tapping on the keyboard.
Ava blinked, looking at this face focused in work.
People are all the sa—one nose, two eyes, yet even with these similarities, people are different!
Look at this face in her line of sight, the contours, the perfect jawline, so three-dinsional, so profound, sharp as if carved by a master craftsman.
Suddenly, she thought of a description: a comic book face.
Isn’t this face right now just like a comic book face?
The sunlight near four o’clock was just right, streaming through the lattice window and landing on his face, sketching this already sculpted face with lines.
Nose as nose, lips as lips, brows as brows.
Every stroke is just right.
So beautiful!
Ava suddenly beca curious about what Poe Vaughn’s mother looked like, wondering if she was an absolute beauty.
Otherwise, how could she have given birth to such a handso son?
With her mind wandering, her feet didn’t stop, Ava ca to the desk and placed the flower pastry on it.
Poe didn’t look at her, not even a twitch in his brow or eyes.
As if what ca in was air.
Ava smiled, not at all angry, her gaze fell again on this face that looked perfect no matter how you viewed it.
Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.
She took out her phone, opened the cara, and aid the lens at Poe Vaughn.
At that mont, the fingers tapping on the keyboard paused.
Ava adjusted the focus, the angle, thinking of how to capture this extraordinary face from the most perfect perspective.
She didn’t notice that Poe’s fingers had stopped moving, the sound of typing had ceased.
The study fell into silence.
In the quiet, the cicadas’ cries outside beca extra loud at this mont.
Ava looked at the side profile in the viewfinder, sharp like it was carved; the sense of line was too strong!
Handso!
Alluring!
Looking at it like this, she even forgot to press the shutter.
Until the person looking at the computer suddenly turned his head.
Ava was startled, imdiately pressed the shutter, then quickly put away her phone, and pushed the flower pastry forward, "Eat it quickly!"
"I made it with Aunt You, it’s hot!"
"It’s best to eat it while it’s hot!"
Finished speaking, she hugged her phone and turned to run out quickly.
The study door slamd shut, shaking the entire study, clearly telling of Ava’s hurried escape.
Poe sat there, watching the slightly trembling door.
The outside noise quickly faded, the sumr hustle resud.
Only a faint fragrance lingered in the air, mixing with the bookish atmosphere within.
Poe withdrew his gaze and looked at the flower pastry pushed to his side.
The flower pastries ca in several colors, red, purple, and white, stacked on the plate.
As they were freshly made, the plate was slightly warm, subtly seeping into his skin, just like the faint fragrance in the study silently invading.
The pastries were kneaded round, about palm-sized, with faintly visible petals.
Heat lightly rising, bringing the floral scent.
His fingertips moved slightly, picked a purple pastry, and took a bite.
The crust was crispy and the filling soft; the taste was fragrant as it entered.
It was the scent of roses.
In full bloom at its peak.
Ti quickly passed into the evening, Ava liberated her nature, cooking dinner with Aunt You.
The dinner’s ingredients were all brought by Ava from Varden, and Sharon Sheridan kept praising her, saying she loved the gift Ava brought.
The praises made Ava grin, her smile never stopping.
At six o’clock, they sat at the dining table on ti, having dinner together.
Among the dishes, so were made by Ava, so by Aunt You, and even Sharon Sheridan made a few.
Sharon, who usually didn’t cook, mainly because she didn’t know much, was particularly happy today, and Ava’s arrival stripped her usual sternness away.
And Ava didn’t care why Sharon didn’t mind about status and family background anymore; as long as he was there, she just did her own thing.
Not hiding anything anymore.
Just like that, the dinner ended in an excellent atmosphere.
A little past six, the sky was still bright.
After dinner, Sharon wanted to go for a walk, and Ava and Poe accompanied her.
The three walked on the road outside, surrounded by lush scenic trees, and on both sides of the road blood various colors of cosmo flowers, Ava holding Sharon’s arm, and Poe walking beside her with a hand in his pocket.
They seed like a family of three, leisurely and harmoniously, the atmosphere was very warm and pleasant.
However, this warmth was broken by Sharon Sheridan.
Sharon suddenly spoke, "Poe, now that you’ve gotten the certificate with Ava, when are you planning the wedding?"
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