Chapter 239: I’m moving back into his house.
Ava exited the hospital, her mind swirling with conflicting emotions. She swallowed hard, her father’s words echoing in her ears. She stood outside the hospital, numb, not knowing where she should go.
In the meantime, she noticed Ethan approaching. "Ethan, you are finally here." Her gaze dropped to the suitcase in his hand. She was surprised as to why he had brought such a suitcase to the hospital. "This luggage? Are you going somewhere?"
Ethan shook his head. "It’s not for me. Mr. Williams told me to pack his bag and bring it here. It’s his luggage."
"I see." She nodded, but she wondered why her father had asked Ethan to do this. He could have asked it to his assistant instead. She, however, didn’t voice it.
"The discharge procedure is completed," she informed. "They will be leaving soon."
"I’ll go give him the luggage," Ethan said with a smile. "Stay here. I’ll take you home."
"Don’t bother," Ava interjected. She wasn’t going back to her father’s place. "I’ll go on my own."
"It won’t take long," he insisted. "Wait here."
"Ethan," she stopped him. "Actually..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a familiar Rolls Royse came to a smooth stop beside them, and the driver’s door opened effortlessly. Dylan stepped out, his tailored suit crisp, his presence commanding as always. The sharp lines of his jaw and the calm confidence in his stride drew attention instantly.
Ava’s heart skipped a beat, though she quickly masked her reaction. Ethan turned toward the car, his brow lifting slightly in surprise. "Why is he here?" he asked fiercely.