Chapitre 34: Daughter Of A Mob

Ava's POV:

I kept hitting my head when the kids had to explain everything to their dad and even threw a tantrum about him being too busy to show up.

Cynthia hurried towards them "Okay enough, it's time to brush your teeth and go to bed," she said but they had a hesitant look.

"Just go to bed," I scolded and they had no choice but to leave with Cynthia, I picked the dirty plates and walked to the kitchen, hoping that Yan will go away.

"Ava," Yan called but I didnt reply, I didnt want to talk with him.

"What's wrong?" he asked with a soft genuine tone that it left me wondering if indeed he was the one talking.

"It's late, you should leave," I stated and he nodded before he took few steps towards me.

"Why don't you want me to come along?" he questioned and I chuckled, wasnt it very obvious?

"You will only dampen my mood if you come along, so please dont,"