Ethan nodded slightly. Benjamin smiled faintly and left, giving space to this couple who shared a bed but different dreams. After Benjamin left, Ethan looked at Ava’s outfit, his handsome brows furrowing slightly: “Why are you dressed like this? Go back and change. We’ll go to the Sinclair Manor for dinner later.” Ava knew well that the dinner Ethan mentioned meant going home to put on a show of a harmonious relationship—all for the shares in Old Master Reginald Sinclair’s hands.
Sometimes, Ava really thought Ethan was quite contradictory. He acted like a broad-minded person, but deep down, he valued profits more than anyone else, a natural fit for the vanity fair. Ava was willing to cooperate. Before dividing the property with Ethan, everything should focus on interests. She went back to the office to change into a suit, then took the private elevator downstairs with Ethan.
Only the two of them were in the elevator. Ethan raised his hand to check the time, his tone casual: “After talking with Benjamin, I think you should drop the idea of divorce. Today is still your fertile day. Get ready when we get home. If you don’t like it, I’ll try to finish early.”
Ava smiled bitterly to herself: Ethan talked about having a child with her with such a cold face. She had actually endured this kind of marriage for four years. She was even colder than him: “Same as before. I take half the family property, and set you free.”
Ethan was quite unhappy. He was about to lose his temper when the private elevator suddenly stopped. The elevator door slowly opened. Outside stood a young girl in a white dress, looking pure and innocent. It was Lily.
Lily stepped lightly into the elevator, then looked at Ava, pleading cautiously: “The staff elevator is broken, Ava, can I use this one?” Three people, but it was a battlefield for two.
Ava pressed the open/close button. She didn’t say any words, but her meaning was clear.
Lily was extremely embarrassed. Her pretty face turned red, her lips bitten gently. She looked up at Ethan, silently asking the man to stand up for her. But Ethan spoke gently: “Do as Ava says.” Lily reluctantly stepped out.
This little episode really disgusted Ava. She didn’t say a word until they reached the parking lot and got into the car. It was Ethan who, while fastening his seat-belt, said casually: “There’s nothing between me and her. Don’t overthink.”
Ava turned her head, looking at Ethan quietly—
“Do you feel sorry for her? Ethan, you’d better go to the hospital for a check-up.”
Ethan misunderstood, thinking she was talking about having a child, so he said naturally: “My fertility is fine.”
Ava sneered: “I mean… go to the andrology to check if you have any sexually transmitted diseases!”
Ethan was infuriated. He unfastened his seat-belt, dragged Ava over and lifted her onto his lap. Luckily, the driver’s seat of the Bentley was spacious enough for the man to move freely. Ava’s body pressed against the steering wheel, which hurt sharply. She pushed him hard: “Ethan, are you crazy!”
Her cold husband buried his head in her body, doing all kinds of indecent things. Ava simply grabbed his hair with all her strength, hard enough to make him bald. Finally, Ethan stopped.
He looked up at her. His face was bathed in the light of the underground garage, his long eyelashes drooping slightly over his lean, handsome face. At this moment, there was even a look of tender pity in his eyes.Ava couldn’t help but pause.
The next second, Ethan grabbed the back of her neck, covered her red lips and kissed her frantically. Not only did he kiss her, but he also roughly bit her tongue until it bled—Blood mixed together!
Ava froze, looking at the handsome face close at hand in disbelief. The disgust in her eyes was obvious. Ethan pressed against her lips, his voice breathless, showing great restraint: “Margret, am I clean?”
Ava pushed him away. She sat back in the passenger seat, trembling hands straightening her suit. But her chest was still heaving violently from Ethan’s wildness. This unfamiliar climax scared her, but Ava tried her best to look calm: “Don’t worry, I’ll ask my secretary to arrange a physical examination.”
Ethan had also reached a climax, but seeing Ava’s indifferent expression, it faded away. He fastened his seat-belt and stepped on the gas. Along the way, Ethan’s phone had more than a dozen missed calls. Ava guessed they were from Lily. Since she was determined to divorce, she didn’t ask. Ethan turned his head and glanced at Ava.
Half an hour later, the black Bentley slowly drove into a large mansion. The car stopped, and Ethan glanced at his phone, saying casually, “Work matters.” Ava paid no attention. Ethan was displeased and was about to say something—
A servant from the Sinclair family opened the car door, smiling warmly and attentively: “The whole family is waiting for yours for Grandpa’s family dinner. Please come in and take a seat!”
Ethan nodded condescendingly. He even thoughtfully took his wife’s hand, putting on a perfect show of a loving couple. Ava only found him hypocritical. They walked into the dining room together and took their seats at the banquet.
Reginald Sinclair had two sons: the eldest, Lawrence Sinclair , and the second son, Victor Sinclair. Ethan was Victor’s son. The large round table was filled with people. Reginald must have known about Lily’s existence; he scolded Ethan a little, then told Ava that patience was a virtue. The underlying message was still that he wanted a new heir.
Ethan glanced at Ava and joked lightly: “Tonight, Ava and I will try hard to have a baby.” Reginald feigned anger: “You’ve been married for four years, and all your efforts have been in vain!” Ethan said a few words and brushed it off. Ava kept eating, her expression calm. No one knew that she could barely have children—all for Ethan!
Just then, Ethan’s phone rang. He took a look, then walked to the front yard to answer it, clearly a private call. A piece of lemon fish was placed on Ava’s plate. Reginald said meaningfully: “Men are like cats. Sometimes they can’t help but steal a little fish, but one day they’ll settle down.”
Ava’s voice was flat: “That’ll probably be when they’re hung on the wall.” A servant nearby covered her mouth and laughed.
Ava was in a bad mood and left the table early to relax in the backyard. By the swimming pool, the moonlight was cold and clear. A tall, slender figure walked toward her in the moonlight—he looked half like Ethan, and it was Ethan’s cousin, Damien Sinclair.
Damien hated Ava. Without her, he wouldn’t have lost so badly. Now that Ethan had a lover, Damien naturally took the chance to hit her while she was down. A stack of photos was handed to Ava, all of Ethan and Lily being intimate.
A sneer curled on Damien’s lips, “Know who this girl is?” Her father is Arthur Garcia, a famous painter in the circle, with both fame and status. Her mother was good friends with Ethan’s mother. Ava, you’re an orphan.what do you have to compete with her? Be careful my wolf-like cousin eats you alive, leaving not even bones… It’s not too late to cooperate with me.”
After looking at the photos, Ava casually threw them into the trash can. She looked up at Damien, this ruthless man she’d clashed with countless times, and said calmly: “Thanks for the advice! But unfortunately, I don’t need it.”
Damien scoffed: “I’ll wait for the day Ethan abandons you.”
Ava smiled slightly. She didn’t care at all, because she didn’t want Ethan anymore. Her pretense of affection with Ethan was only because they hadn’t reached an agreement on the division of assets. Once she got her money and shares, Ethan would be a thing of the past, and all love and hate would fade like smoke. Ava left the backyard, preparing to return to the front hall. Looking up, she saw Ethan.
Ethan stood quietly in the corridor, as elegant as a jade tree. The light made his features look even more noble and handsome. It was this good looks that had once made Ava deeply infatuated, unable to control herself. At this moment, his eyes were darker than the night. He had seen Ava talking to Damien, and that uncomfortable feeling came again—just like when Benjamin looked at Ava in the café…
