Internet Breaking: The Powerful CEO Reveals His Supermodel Wife-Chapter 525: In Life, You Have to Be Thick-Skinned
The warm, large hand enveloped her, carrying a familiar strength, assertive and domineering.
Ava Sterling was taken aback, then immediately looked up at the person beside her.
Poe Vaughn was holding her hand, eyes looking at the little one gazing up at him, and he opened his lips: "Not angry."
He didn’t look at the person beside him, his deep eyes rested on the little one’s face, expressionless.
In this state of his, he indeed didn’t look angry.
One could say there was not even a ripple of emotion.
But what was he doing?
Ava Sterling really wanted to look at the hand holding hers, but she stopped herself, just staring in surprise at Poe Vaughn, wondering what it meant for him to hold her hand.
Shouldn’t he have let her go?
Why was he holding her instead, as if he wouldn’t let her leave?
What was this situation?
In an instant, Ava Sterling’s mind was filled with question marks, unable to react.
However, the little one was particularly happy hearing Poe Vaughn’s words, as if this answer was expected, and he immediately said to Vincent Donovan: "Uncle, look, Uncle Poe isn’t angry, I knew it, Uncle Poe..."
"But."
The deep voice interrupted the little one’s joy, causing him to pause and then look over, blinking his big eyes at Poe Vaughn.
Poe Vaughn looked at the little one and said, "You call her sister, I’m her husband, so what should you call me?"
The little one was stunned.
Then the joy instantly diminished, he looked at Ava Sterling, then Poe Vaughn, and silently lowered his head.
The little one was not happy at all.
Because Poe Vaughn’s words reminded him that he was heartbroken...
The once bright little face became overcast in an instant after Poe Vaughn’s words, looking like it might rain at any moment.
Vincent Donovan had initially been observing Poe Vaughn, but with the little one’s bold question, his gaze quickly shifted to Poe Vaughn’s face.
Instinctively.
The little one asking like this was something he hadn’t expected, and he was very surprised, so surprised that he instinctively looked at Poe Vaughn’s reaction.
But saw that Poe Vaughn’s expression was as usual, without the slightest change.
This was unexpected for him.
And before he could react, Poe Vaughn’s calm answer reached his ears, making him suddenly want to laugh.
Yes, to laugh.
He seriously answered the little one’s question and then silently countered.
The words seemed fine at first, but upon closer listening, there were issues everywhere.
Because it seemed like this person was arguing with a little kid.
At this moment, looking at this expressionless, cool person saying such a cold sentence, seemingly unaffected by the little one. Vincent Donovan laughed, he looked down at the little one beside him.
The lowered little head, the unhappy face, even reddened eyes.
At this moment, Vincent Donovan’s smile deepened.
He said, "Yinyin, if you continue to call her sister, then you have to call Uncle Poe ’brother-in-law’."
Vincent Donovan’s timely remark dealt a heavy blow to the little one, causing him to look up immediately with eyes brimming with grievance.
The tears filled those big eyes, looking particularly pitiful.
Vincent Donovan saw the little one’s appearance and, unusually, wasn’t worried, nor anxious, he just kept smiling, though now with a touch of seriousness.
"Listen to your uncle, call them ’Uncle’ and ’Auntie’."
Ava Sterling stood there, looking at the big and small figures in front, and then at the person holding her hand tightly, preventing her from leaving.
Her lips opened and closed repeatedly, several times wanting to speak but hesitating.
Why wouldn’t this person let her go?
And why haggle over a title with a little child?
In Ava Sterling’s view, such a title meant nothing, and she liked the little one calling her sister, it made her feel young.
She wanted to be young, not old.
Yet, this person insisted on having the little one call her ’Auntie’, which sounded so old, giving off an ’old aunt’ vibe.
She didn’t want to be an old aunt, she wanted to be a young, pretty sister.
Watching the little one about to cry, and then looking at the cold, deep expression of the person beside her, Ava Sterling really wanted to comfort the little one but was worried this person might get angry.
So, she wanted to speak but couldn’t bring herself to, not speaking felt uncomfortable, and in such a way, her lips moved repeatedly, but she didn’t utter a single word.
Poe Vaughn seemed not to notice the change in the emotions of the person beside him, nor did he think there was anything wrong with what he’d just said.
Seeing the little one’s reddened eyes, he truly showed no emotional change, quite cold and unfeeling.
Holding Ava Sterling, he walked forward, raising his eyes slightly, he looked at the distance ahead, where he saw the outdoor setup of a barbecue restaurant, under a giant parasol, someone was watching with great interest.
Locking eyes with that person clearly enjoying the spectacle, Poe Vaughn retracted his gaze, leading Ava Sterling over to Vincent Donovan and the little one, saying, "Let’s go."
Hearing this, Ava Sterling paused, her lashes fluttered quickly.
She looked at Poe Vaughn, this person showing not a trace of difference, her eyes brimming with confusion.
These words seemed to be telling her that their meeting with Dr. Vincent and the little one wasn’t a coincidence, but something prearranged.
Prearranged?
Prearranged for everyone to have a meal together?
Her included?
No way? 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
At this idea, Ava Sterling felt incredibly incredulous; she looked at Poe Vaughn, eyes unblinking.
Vincent Donovan heard Poe Vaughn’s words, looked at the people before him, and his smile deepened, then picked up the little one, saying, "Let’s go, we’ve been waiting for you two for quite a while, we’ve even started eating."
Hearing Vincent Donovan’s words, Ava Sterling’s eyes widened instantly.
We?
What we?
Who else?
Ava Sterling was bewildered.
And the little one, who was about to cry, held back his tears.
Now hearing Vincent Donovan’s words, his tears vanished immediately, big eyes quickly looking at Ava Sterling, reaching out two small hands toward her: "Sister..."
Just as he got one word out, the little one’s voice stopped.
Then almost immediately, the little one looked at Poe Vaughn.
Poe Vaughn’s eyes met his, neither joyful nor angry, without the slightest shift in emotion, as if nothing he said or did could affect Poe Vaughn.
Seeing Poe Vaughn’s demeanor, the remaining "sister" stifled in the little one’s mouth, weakly looking at Ava Sterling, then again at Poe Vaughn, and in a small voice called, "Auntie..."
Ava Sterling immediately raised an eyebrow, looking at the little one.
He... Has he given in?
Ava Sterling felt a sudden frustration within, why compromise?
Call me sister if you want, call him brother-in-law if needed, what’s the big deal?
In life, one must have thick skin!
Yet, with Poe Vaughn here, Ava Sterling dared not cause a scene, she could only listen to the little one’s reluctant address, forcing a stiff smile.
She really didn’t want to be this auntie; she wanted to be the sister...
But the little one wasn’t aware of Ava Sterling’s thoughts, after calling her those two words, he seemed to break through something, quickly adding: "Auntie hug~"
Ava Sterling: "..."
Vincent Donovan: "..."
Poe Vaughn: "..."
