Chapter 49
Ava's pov
I choked back on the food in my throat then stared at him with a dumbfounded expression. What did he mean by he is going to explain everything I need to know? He didn't even do that when I needed the explanation.
“Should I go ahead?” He asked for permission and I granted him as he expected , I wouldn't even disagree anyways.
“Where do you want me to start from?” He asked as he began unwrapping his own set of cutlery. I glanced at him in awe, not totally understanding what he meant by that.
Is he actually asking me that kind of question? I wasn't even the one that brought up the conversation.
I wiped my mouth with the handkerchief then dumped it in the closet bin.
“Maybe the garden or Alessia perhaps,” I stated.
His hand unconsciously froze on the fork but he q
