Dear Ava の小説・ストーリー

"I never got your name." "I'm Ava."

, Ava said with concern " So you also did the one-sided love ", Kabir asked. " Yeah ! ", Ava blinked her moist eyes " That means we are in the same boat," Kabir said. " You are ga old man find a woman who can truly love you ", Ava said " Then will you be my girlfriend ? ", Kabir asked Ava goy startled and asked, " me! no ! never ". " Oops I got rejected once again ", Kabir playfully clicked his tongue

Alfred asked kindly. And then as Emma moved her lips to reply, Ava's sudden voice made him scowl as she said, “Hello Mr. Alfred. I am the eldest biological granddaughter of my grandfather, Mr. Taylor, and I am the CTO of Vex Co… My husband and I promise to work hard on-” “Where should I sit? My knees hurt.” Mr. Alfred cut Ava off, his expression full of boredom and impatience. This seemed to have caught the attention of many guests, and they had begun to whisper to each other. And to save face, Mr. Briggs quietly said, “Mr. Alfred, please, come this way. I will take you to the front...”

“My dear, you are four weeks pregnant. The doctor said that your condition is a little delicate so you need to rest well.” “Are you for real?” “Why would I lie to you? Here, look at the doctor’s report and then you will believe me.” … Old West finally appeared during dinner. He had locked himself in his study room the whole day and it was only now that he was able to appear before Ava. Ava did not have a good impression of him so, she was not warm to him like she had been to Samantha. In fact, her gaze when she looked at him was tinged with coldness that was hard to ignore.

“Was this why you called me here so urgently? This is the big problem?” His frown deepened. “Is that not problem enough?” I shook my head, still smiling. “Edward… I am Ava, the daughter of Alpha Gary and Luna Celine. That doesn’t change because a few women whisper otherwise.” He looked at me like he wasn’t sure if I was mocking him or just fearless.

I stood there, speechless, unsure how to respond. "Alex, you have to stop doing that," Ava added when I didn’t say anything. "What?" "Treating me like your property, taking me wherever you want like a caveman, kissing me in front of everyone—it’s degrading." "Ava, I... I’m sorry, I..."

“Ms. Sinclair, you have a call. From your mother.” Ava’s jaw tightened. “Tell her I’ll call her back.” “She said it’s urgent.” Ava closed her eyes, exhaling slowly. “Fine. Put her through.” The connection clicked, and Evelyn’s voice filled the room, chilly and controlled. “Ava.” “Mother,” she said, her tone perfectly calm. “I assume you’ve met Mr. Devereux.” Ava’s grasp on the phone tightened. “Why?” “Because if you’re smart, you’ll stay as far away from him as possible.”

I asked, not wanting to rush to conclusions. “My name is Ava,” she said, a hint of desperation in her tone. “I’m like a daughter to her. Her real daughter... she’s busy right now and couldn’t show up, but whatever you might need, maybe my signature or support that would make her treatment faster I can do it.”

Outside, Mia and Zara were waiting on a bench like they’d planned an intervention. “There she is!” Mia called, waving me over. “Come sit. You look like you just ran a marathon.” I dropped down between them, exhaling dramatically. “I’m trying so hard to move on from him, guys. I sat in the back. I barely spoke. And then he called on me anyway. And praised me. And returned my notebook. Why does he have to make it so difficult?” Zara grinned, slinging an arm around my shoulders. “Because the universe hates us, clearly. But seriously, Ava you’ve got this. Final year! We should be planning epic graduation parties, not pining after unavailable professors.”

~LORETTE~ “What are you doing here?” Nate’s voice is edged with unmistakable disbelief as Ava hurries toward us. She comes to a stop in front of us with that same sickeningly sweet smile pasted across her face, as though she hasn’t a care in the world. “You invited me, Nate.” She beams. “Your secretary sent me an email asking me to join the workshop as one of the mentors. Did you forget already?” A strange feeling of Déjà vu settles in my chest. In an instant, my mind drifts back to that night at the mountain mansion.