My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 273

Chapter 273: That man is nothing but a snake.

Chapter 273: That man is nothing but a snake.

Dylan refused to give up.

Ignoring the nurse’s warning, he pushed himself toward the edge of the bed and extended his hand to reach her.

A hiss of pain escaped his lips, and he grimaced, his movement faltering.

Alarm flashed in Ava’s eyes, and she turned back, only to see him in pain.

She rushed to his side, her earlier anger momentarily forgotten.

“What are you doing?” she scolded, gently guiding him back against the headboard.

“Don’t move, you’ll hurt yourself!” Dylan’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her close to his chest.

“I am sorry,” he whispered.

Ava shrugged in resignation and froze in his hold.

Her lips trembled as she fought back a sob.

“I’ll never say anything like that again.

Will you forgive me?” “No,” Ava said flatly.

“Then what should I do to earn your forgiveness?” Her gaze flicked to him.

“You should focus on your recovery.

Stop filling your head with nonsense.” “I will.

I promise to follow the treatments the doctor suggested.” His hand reached up to gently lift her chin.

“Now, do you forgive me?” Ava pushed his hand away.

“No, not yet.” Dylan’s face fell, helplessness etched into every line.

“Ava, I’ve already apologized.” “An apology isn’t enough.” She turned her face away, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Then what do I have to do?” He huffed, his shoulders sagging.

Ava kept her gaze averted, her chin tilted defiantly.

“Ava€¦” He tugged at her arms, his tone pleading.

“Please, don’t be angry anymore.” She swatted his hand away.

“Fine.

Don’t forgive me if you don’t want to,” he said in a placating tone.

“But please, don’t stay mad at me.” He placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her to face him.

“Please.” Her cold glare pierced through him, but as she stared at the man who had risked everything to protect her, her resolve began to crack.

“Fine,” she muttered.

Dylan’s face broke into a relieved smile, his tension melting away.

“Since you are no longer angry, does that mean you forgive me?” “You?” Ava blinked at him, stunned by his persistence.

“Didn’t you just say you wouldn’t push me to forgive you?” “I did,” he admitted with a cheeky grin.

“But that doesn’t mean I can’t persuade you.” Ava rolled her eyes, exasperation mingling with faint amusement.

“You are impossible.” A reluctant smile tugged at her lips.

Dylan chuckled, satisfaction lighting up his face as he noticed Ava’s softened demeanor.

“And you’re irresistible.” He had managed to pacify her.

His gaze shifted to the file resting on the table, curiosity piqued.

“What’s in the file?” he asked casually.

Ava stiffened, her thoughts snapping back to Mr.

Douglas’s visit and the lingering uncertainty it had brought.

She glanced at the file.

“It’s€¦ my father’s assistant brought it earlier.

He wants me to sign these documents and take over the company,” she explained.

“Then what’s stopping you?

Sign it and take charge,” he said encouragingly.

She didn’t respond immediately, her hesitation written across her face.

“I want to stay by your side.

I don’t want to resign from Ace Group just yet.” Dylan’s heart warmed at her words.

While a part of him was relieved that she didn’t want to leave, he knew he couldn’t let his feelings stand in the way of her responsibilities.

“You have no idea how much it means to me that you’d stay,” he began earnestly, “but you can’t ignore your father’s wishes.

This is your legacy, Ava.

You need to take care of it.” “But what about you?” Ava countered, her eyes searching his.

“You need to focus on your recovery.

I don’t want you to bury yourself under the weight of work while you’re still healing.” “Don’t worry about me.” He reached out and gave a reassuring squeeze in her hand.

“I’ll find the balance.

I’ll take care of my treatment and manage my work.

Besides, you’ll be there to give me strength, won’t you?

Even if we are in different companies, we’ll still be together in this.” Dylan continued with a small smile, “And once you take on the responsibilities of Williams Holdings, I’ll ensure all the contracts with Ace Group resume as usual.” Ava remained uncertain, but Dylan’s unwavering words were beginning to sway her resolve.

“Alright, I’ll think about it.” “Don’t just think about it.

Do it,” Dylan urged, reaching for the file on the table and handing it to her.

“Leaving the president’s position vacant for too long sends a bad message to investors.

It creates doubt and instability.

Worse, it opens the door to internal power struggles.

If you wait too long, the directors might start considering other candidates.” Ava listened to him carefully, her brows knitting as she mulled over his advice.

“And by ‘other candidates,’ you mean Ethan, right?” Dylan’s expression darkened instantly as if the very name left a bitter taste in his mouth.

“Don’t even think about letting that bastard take over.

He doesn’t deserve that kind of authority.” Ava blinked, caught off guard by his sudden vehemence.

“Why do you always seem to hate him so much?” she asked, curious and confused.

“Has he done something to you?

Or is there something about him that I don’t know?” The mere mention of Ethan seemed to ignite a fire within Dylan.

His lips curled into a grimace.

“That man is nothing but a snake,” he growled with contempt.

“He hides behind a facade of innocence and honesty, but it’s all a lie.

He is a wolf dressed as a sheep.

Don’t let his fake charm fool you.” His intensity left Ava momentarily speechless, her mind racing with questions.

“Keep your distance from him,” he pressed.

“And don’t ever trust him with something as important as your father’s company.” “What makes you so sure he is not genuine?” Ava was still hesitant to believe that Ethan would deceive her.

“He has been loyal to my father for years.

Everyone in the company has witnessed his sincerity.

How could it all be fake?

Did you find something unusual about him?” Dylan let out an exasperated sigh.

“No, I didn’t find anything concrete.

But I can feel it, Ava.

It’s like an instinct, a warning bell ringing in the back of my mind.

Something about him just doesn’t sit right with me.” His mind wandered back to the past, his fingers balling.

“Back in school, I saw him watching you.

Not just casually, but in a way that made my skin crawl-like he was trying to devour you with his eyes.

But you never noticed.

All you ever saw was his helpless, bullied image.

You ran around trying to help him, standing up for him, saving him from those bullies.

But let me tell you something.” His mouth twisted into a grimace.

“He provoked those bullies on purpose just to get your attention.”