Chapter 251: Chapter 251

Ava Sterling’s eyes widened, as if she suddenly realized she had obtained a treasure. She stared dumbly at the face in her palm, unable to react.

Poe Vaughn looked at her; her lips parted wide in amazement, her entire face filled with disbelief.

The expression was like a little girl seeing flowers falling from the sky, both delighted and stunned.

His eyes softened, the deep shades within them became gentle, easing.

He took a blanket and wrapped it around her, then lifted her slightly and gazed at her.

She liked to look, so he let her enjoy as much as she wanted.

Because of Poe Vaughn’s actions, Ava responded.

Her eyelashes fluttered, then she gazed at the face in front of her.

It enlarged, drew nearer, as though the beautiful person had suddenly arrived in front of her—so real, no longer distant.

Ava couldn’t help but let out a gasp of awe, her delicate, soft hand began to move across Poe Vaughn’s face: "Wow... you’re really handsome..."

"I’ve never seen anyone this good-looking, so perfect..."

Ava probably didn’t even realize what she was saying or doing at that moment.

As she spoke, her hand continued moving across Poe Vaughn’s face, touching his cheeks, his nose, his eyebrows.

The more she touched, the more she liked, her eyes lit up, shining with a strange brilliance.

"Your skin is so nice, touching it is like white jade, no pits and hollows, so smooth."

She spoke, then broke into a smile.

"Your nose is beautiful, so prominent, yet high, and your eyebrows are perfectly natural; they don’t need any filling, as if God pre-painted them for you."

"God really did a wonderful thing, giving me such a beautiful face."

Those words made it sound like the face was hers.

As she spoke, her hand remained on Poe Vaughn’s face, like caressing a treasure, not wanting to let go.

Poe Vaughn watched her, completely enthralled, asking, "Do you like it?"

His deep voice echoed in her ears, like a spring flowing into her heart, causing Ava to smile sweetly, answering almost instinctively, "I do, I really do."

Poe Vaughn said nothing more.

He looked at the unrestrained fondness in her eyes, the unapologetic liking, and after a while, he asked, "Do you like the face, or do you like me?"

His voice was softer, gentler than before, but upon close listening, it was earnest.

Do you like the face, or do you like him?

This... is there a difference?

Ava’s mind was in knots, she looked at the face before her, at the deep eyes like a dark whirlpool that seemed to pull everything in, including her.

Under such gaze, her heart skipped a beat, then started racing.

Ava’s lips parted, but she couldn’t speak.

Poe Vaughn watched her dazed look, his fingers brushed against her waist, and a single sound escaped his throat, "Hmm?"

The end note hooked her heart, as if it were drawing it out.

At this moment, Ava’s heart raced fast, faster than before.

She wanted to say, she liked.

Yet, it seemed a spell had been cast on her, rendering her voiceless, speechless.

She just looked at him, unmoving.

Poe Vaughn said nothing more, he stared into her eyes, seeing the emotions—confusion, unease, trepidation, hesitation, struggle, and that sense of excitement.

Many emotions blended, revealing what her heart felt at that moment.

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Neither spoke further, made any movements, the bedroom grew quiet, with just them on the bed, under the light, eyes meeting like a beautiful picture.

Who knew how long it had been, a moment, a beat, a season, a century, until Ava’s mind clicked into place, as if a door had opened, letting in light and clearing her thoughts.

With this clarity, she immediately saw the person before her clearly.

It was like a fogged window wiped clean, making everything outside clear.

Now she clearly recognized the person in front of her, more accurately seeing the face she was touching, and Ava was dumbfounded.

Poe Vaughn noticed the change in her expression, his eyes shifted slightly, his look altered.

Suddenly, the Poe Vaughn now seemed different from earlier.

Yet, he remained silent, unmoving.

Ava’s heart raced again, but this time it was different, as though she had done something she dared not do, and she found it unbelievable.

She was momentarily unsure how to react.

But that wasn’t the issue; the issue was that this couldn’t last long, as memories surged like a flood from her mind.

The image of talking with Jace Kingsley on the rooftop.

The heartless words she said to Jace Kingsley, his look of heartbreak and despair, instantly contorted Ava’s face.

She pressed her lips tightly together, her eyes grew red, and tears quickly filled her eyes.

She was about to cry...

Poe Vaughn didn’t know what Ava’s next reaction would be, so he didn’t move, waiting for her change, but he didn’t expect this.

She seemed unbearably aggrieved, deeply wronged.

Poe Vaughn furrowed his brow, pulling her closer with his arms: "What’s wrong?"