Chapter 144 Picking Up Ava
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The phone call was from Ava’s teacher, informing me that Ava’s father had picked her up.
It threw me off.
Why on earth would Matthew suddenly decide to pick up Ava?
I hurriedly dialed Matthew’s number. The once familiar digits now felt strange and cold. It
rang for a long
time before he answered, his voice filled with tenderness.
“Honey!”
I was furious. “Matthew, what are you doing? Who asked you to pick Ava up?”
“Honey, calm down. I just missed our little girl. It’s been so long since I’ve seen her, and I
couldn’t wait
any longer!” His words sent shivers down my spine. Although he talked sweetly, there was
a hidden
menace to it.
Could he really miss our daughter?
“I’ve told you, don’t call me that. It disgusts me. Where are you?” My eyes were red with
anger, and I
shouted into the phone.
“It’s out of habit. You’ll always be my wife. That won’t change in this lifetime!” His tone
was gentle, and I
was sure it was deliberate. He said, “Relax, I’m at Snow World.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter hanging up, I called my mother to let her know I’d pick up Ava myself. I didn’t want
her to worry.
Then I drove straight to Snow World.
My daughter was everything to me. Although she called Matthew “Daddy,” he had lost his
right to that
title.
As I rushed into Snow World, I saw Matthew feeding Ava ice cream one spoonful at a time.
Once upon a
time, that would have been a scene that melted my heart.
Ava spotted me first, eager to get out of her chair and run to me. However, Matthew
scooped her up. She
squirmed in his arms, clearly reluctant.
“Mommy!”
I rushed over and grabbed Ava from Matthew’s arms, holding her tight.
Matthew looked at me with a smile on his face. “Why are you in such a hurry? She’s my
daughter, too. Do
you think I’d harm her?”
I tried to restrain myself because I didn’t want Ave to see us arguing again. Ava clung to
my neck as if
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Chapter 144 Picking Up Aval
The phone call was from Ava’s teacher, informing me that Ava’s father had picked her up.
It threw me off. Why on earth would Matthew suddenly decide to pick up Ava?
I hurriedly dialed Matthew’s number. The once familiar digits now felt strange and cold. It
rang for a long
time before he answered, his voice filled with tenderness.
“Honey!”
I was furious. “Matthew, what are you doing? Who asked you to pick Ava up?”
“Honey, calm down. I just missed our little girl. It’s been so long since I’ve seen her, and I
couldn’t wait any longer!” His words sent shivers down my spine. Although he talked
sweetly, there was a hidden.
menace to it
Could he really miss our daughter?
“I’ve told you don’t call me that. It disgusts me. Where are you?” My eyes were red with
anger, and I
shouted into the–phone.
“It’s out of habit. You’ll always be my wife. That won’t change in this lifetime!” His tone
was gentle, and i
was sure it was deliberate. He said, “Relax, I’m at Snow World.”
After hanging up. I called my mother to let her know I’d pick up Ava myself. I didn’t want
her to worry.
Then I drove straight to Snow World.
My daughter was everything to me. Although she called Matthew “Daddy,” he had lost his
right to that
title.
As I rushed into Snow World, I saw Matthew feeding Ava ice cream one spoonful at a time.
Once upon a
time, that would have been a scene that melted my heart.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAva spotted me first, eager to get out of her chair and run to me. However, Matthew
scooped her up. She
squirmed in his arms, clearly reluctant.
“Mommy!”
I rushed over and grabbed Ava from Matthew’s arms, holding her tight.
Matthew looked at me with a smile on his face. “Why are you in such a hurry? She’s my
daughter, too. Do.
you think I’d harm her?”
I tried to restrain myself because I didn’t want Ave to see us arguing again. Ava clung to
my neck as if
“Is it yummy?” I asked her in a gentle tone.
She looked at me with big, innocent eyes, assessing my expression. Then she licked her
upper lip. It was
clear she hadn’t had enough,
Matthew stood up and pulled me into an embrace. “Our daughter hasn’t finished eating.
She only had a
spoonful of ice cream. Let me feed her some more!”
I clenched my fist and wished I could scream expletives at him. My eyes blazed like fire. In
a low,
seething voice, I asked, “Do you have any shame left?”
Suddenly, Matthew laughed, his eyes and brows crinkling with a peculiar playfulness.
However, I knew there was a trace of scheming in that smile. It was this very smile that
sent a chill down my spine.