Chapter 376 You Still Have Me
Ava retrieved her phone from her pocket, her eyes widening slightly as she saw William's name flash across the screen.
In the chaos of her emotions, she had completely forgotten about her promise to him.
She had promised him that she would let him know once she had safely arrived home.
Brushing away the remnants of her tears, Ava took a deep breath, coughed to clear her throat, and then answered the call. "Hello," she managed to say.
"Ava, have you arrived home? You haven't called me, I was getting worried," William's voice came through the speaker.
A small smile graced Ava's lips. "Thank you for your concern, I have already arrived home. Sorry, I forgot to call you," she admitted.
"It's okay, as long as you're home. You haven't had dinner, right? Let me bring you some dinner," he offered.
"No need, I can cook for myself. There's plenty of food in the fridge," she reassured him.
"Well, you better hurry and cook. Remember to have dinner. Don't forget, you have a baby to take care of, and babies get hungry. You and the baby are not alone, you still have me," William's voice was filled with care and tenderness.
Ava's hand flew to her lips, a desperate attempt to suppress her impending sobs.
Why did William care so much about her after knowing her for such a short time? He was so attuned to her feelings, so understanding.
In contrast, Alexander, who had been in her life for ten years, was nothing but cruel. He was oblivious to her love, her heartache.
Perhaps his love was reserved solely for Isabella, leaving no room for another woman.
Ava tried to stifle her crying, but a few choked sobs still slipped through her fingers.
William, hearing the faint sobbing through the phone, felt a pang of anxiety.
"Ava, no matter what happens, you're never alone," he assured her.
Ava squeezed her eyes shut, refusing to let the tears fall, struggling to keep her grief at bay.
She knew she couldn't succumb to these negative emotions. She needed to move on.
She should appreciate those who treated her well, those who brought her happiness and contentment.
But humans are flawed, often overlooking happiness and clinging to painful memories that refuse to fade.
"Thank you, Will. I want to be alone for a while now, don't worry, I'll be fine. I just need some time to calm down. When I'm adjusted, I'll contact you," she promised.
"Okay," William said, "I won't disturb you anymore. If anything happens, call me anytime. My phone is on 24/7 for you."
With a sore throat, Ava managed a soft, "Okay," before ending the call.
She returned to her room and collapsed on the bed, bursting into tears.
After a few minutes, Ava wiped her tears away.
"Baby, I'll cook for you. I will be strong. Look, there are still so many people who care about us," she whispered to herself.
Ava went to the window.
With a swift motion, she pulled open the curtains, craving the freshness of the outside air. Suddenly, she noticed a figure standing downstairs.
Despite the distance, Ava recognized him instantly.
The man who had been deeply etched into her mind for the past ten years, she would recognize him even if he were reduced to ashes. Distance was no obstacle.
Downstairs, Alexander leaned against his car, his gaze fixed on some distant point, seemingly lost in thought.
If he were to look up, he would see that Ava had already spotted him.
Ava rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
"Why is Alexander here? Did he follow me?" she wondered aloud.
Suddenly, she noticed Alexander's gaze shift upwards, towards her.
Startled, Ava quickly drew the curtains shut and leaned against the wall, her breath coming in heavy gasps.
