My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 233

Chapter 233: I didn€™t convince him.

Chapter 233: I didn€™t convince him.

“Ethan again?” Dylan scoffed, the bitterness in his tone unmistakable.

She could have asked him, but instead, she had chosen to contact Ethan.

It stung, the way she always seemed to rely on Ethan instead of him.

“Dylan, stop,” Ava said sharply, her frustration flaring.

“Don’t be so hostile toward Ethan.

My father raised him like his own son.

We’ve grown up together.

He is family-a brother to me.

Why can’t you understand that?” Dylan let out a low, humorless chuckle.

“To you, everyone else is perfect,” he said bitterly.

“And me?

I’m the villain-cruel and heartless.

Is that it?

You’d be happier if I just disappeared from your life, wouldn’t you?” Ava’s heart dropped to the abyss, her hand flying to her mouth.

She had once believed cutting ties with Dylan was the only way to heal, but now the thought of him being gone brought a sharp, unbearable ache.

Tears welled in her eyes as she whispered, “Yes, you are cruel and heartless.” She spun on her heel and fled the room.

“Shit,” Dylan muttered, his fist crashing down on the armrest of his chair.

He regretted losing his composure and hurting her.

He leaned forward, dragging a hand down his face in frustration.

“Great job,” he muttered sarcastically to himself.

“With this attitude, you’ll never win her back.

I need to be more patient.” He exhaled deeply, forcing himself to calm the storm brewing within.

“Fine, I’ll go greet Thomas this evening.” He snatched his phone from the desk and dialed Justin.

“Justin,” Dylan said briskly when the call connected.

“I need you to arrange something.” “Of course, sir.

What do you need?” Justin’s reply was prompt, as always.

“I’m going to visit Thomas.

Arrange some nutrient supplements for him -something suitable for his recovery.

And get a bouquet.

Something thoughtful, not too flashy,” Dylan instructed firmly.

“Understood.

I’ll have it ready.” At Nicholas’s office€¦ Alex stood rigid, his hands clasped behind his back, as he delivered the news.

“The two goons confessed.

They were paid to attack Miss Ava, humiliate her, and spread the video on social media.” Nicholas’s face darkened with fury.

“Who hired them?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

“Miss Erica,” Alex stated bluntly.

“And that’s not all.

She met Luke at the Imperial Hotel the day before the attack.” “Luke was at the Imperial Hotel!” Nicholas was surprised to learn it.

“Yes,” Alex confirmed.

“He attended a birthday party with his friends and stayed the night at the hotel.

According to the staff, he was accompanied by a woman.

Erica came to see him in the afternoon and spent an hour in his room.

The attack on Miss Ava happened while she was still there.

Luke is likely involved.” Nicholas slammed his fist on the desk.

His eyes burned with raw rage.

“That bastard!” he spat.

“Luke has crossed every damn line.

First, scheming against me, and now targeting Ava?

He won’t get away with this.” An inferno burned inside him, his mouth contorting.

“And Erica-she has been hostile toward Ava from the start.” His voice dropped, cold and venomous.

“I can’t fathom why Dylan brought her back into their lives.

Ava is in danger as long as Erica is around.” A helpless feeling crept into his chest.

He had trusted Dylan to protect Ava but now doubt gnawed at him.

Could he act against his own cousin?

The thought churned in his mind, bitter and unrelenting.

Nicholas’s gaze hardened.

If Dylan faltered, then he would take matters into his own hands.

Ava’s safety was non-negotiable.

Alex watched him with worry lines etching on his face.

“But he saved her,” he reminded softly, trying to steady the storm in Nicholas’s eyes.

“We can’t overlook that.

I think Dylan cares about Miss Ava.

He wouldn’t let anyone hurt her.” “Then why isn’t he dealing with Erica?” Nicholas countered.

“Why does she still reside under the roof of his family mansion?

Can you answer that?” Alex hesitated, his lips parting, but no words came.

After a brief pause, Alex finally spoke, his tone measured.

“Right now, you should focus on your health, sir.

This new agency appears promising.

They’ve assured us they’ll find a donor in a few months.

But you need to stay strong and healthy for the transplant.

Stress is not good for you-you can’t afford another episode.” Nicholas’s anger ebbed, replaced by a quiet resolve.

He had been teetering on the edge of despair, but the hope of a donor reignited his will to fight.

He needed to recover-not just for himself, but for Ava.

He had to be there for her, to shield her from those plotting against her.

“Leave this matter to me,” Alex added.

“I’ll find out what Erica and Luke are planning.” Nicholas nodded slowly, the fire in his eyes dimmed but not extinguished.

“Keep a close watch on Erica.

Find out who she has been meeting.

And I want updates on Luke’s every move.” “Understood,” Alex replied with a respectful bow before turning to leave the office.

Left alone, Nicholas picked up his phone and looked at Ava’s number.

He was too embarrassed to talk to her, but he couldn’t stop wondering if she was okay.

He wanted to hear her voice and also wanted to warn her about Luke and Erica.

After thinking for a while, he ultimately called her.

As the ringing tone buzzed in his ear, his pulse quickened.

“Hello,” Ava finally answered the call.

Her slightly hoarse voice made Nicholas frown with worry.

“Are you not feeling well?” he asked.

Ava blinked back tears, trying to steady her voice.

“No, I’m fine,” she replied.

Even though she said that her voice betrayed her emotions.

She had been trying to keep her focus on work, but her mind kept recalling Dylan’s harsh words.

She was hurt and couldn’t keep her tears at bay.

Nicholas could tell she was lying.

Assuming her distress stemmed from the previous day’s attack, he felt a pang of guilt.

“I’m sorry, Ava.

This is my fault.

I shouldn’t have asked you to join the meeting.” “Why are you apologizing?

I’m not upset with you.

In fact, I’m grateful.” “Grateful?” he repeated, confusion flickering across his face.

“Yes,” Ava replied, a faint smile tugging at her lips despite her lingering sadness.

“You haven’t mentioned it, but I know you convinced Scott to join our project.

That’s something I’ll never forget.” On the other end of the line, Nicholas sat in stunned silence.

It was a wonder for himself.

He still didn’t fully understand why Scott had shown such enthusiasm for the project.

On their first meeting, they had even signed the deal.

It was an unprecedented move that left even him puzzled.

When Ava praised him, he couldn’t help but correct her.

He couldn’t take credit for something he hadn’t done.

“I didn’t convince him,” he admitted sincerely.

“Scott reached out to our team on his own.” Ava blinked, caught off guard by his confession.

“You didn’t convince him?” “No, I didn’t,” Nicholas confirmed.

“I didn’t even know he was considering working with us until my team informed me.

Honestly, I was just as surprised as you.”