My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 280

Chapter 280: Ava€™s worry Chapter 280: Ava€™s worry His heart pounded, a feeling of exhilaration surging through him.

“Are you sure?” he asked as if he was afraid this was just a dream.

Ava gave a firm nod.

She had made her decision-not out of impulse, but from the deep understanding that she wanted to move forward with him.

That she wanted to choose him, again and always.

A slow grin spread across Dylan’s face, his pulse racing with excitement.

“Tomorrow,” he declared, “I’ll have the lawyer arrange everything.” Before she could respond, he sealed the moment with a kiss.

He held her close, his lips moving over hers as if savoring the taste of this new beginning.

“And this time,” he whispered against her lips, “I’ll give you a wedding so grand that the whole world will know you belong to me.” Dylan was consumed by a sense of fulfillment and anticipation, the thrill of getting remarried to Ava making his heart race.

He was thankful to her for finally taking him back fully.

As he kissed her deeper, he felt an uncontrollable surge of emotion, his hands roaming over her skin, his body heated with desire yet again.

“Wait.” But then, Ava pulled back, stopping him from advancing further.

“I need to tell you something.” He was so lost in the moment that it took him a second to respond.

“No talks now,” he said, pulling her closer, his lips hovering near hers.

“I want to get lost in you.

We can talk tomorrow.” Ava, however, wasn’t about to be swayed.

She raised her fingers, pressing them softly against his lips to stop him.

“Control.

I really need you to hear me out.

It’s important.” “Uh€¦” Dylan let out a deep groan, flopping onto his back with a dramatic sigh.

“Ava,” he muttered, dragging out her name as if scolding a child.

“You really know how to ruin the moment.” His arm draped over his forehead as he stared at the ceiling.

“What is it that you couldn’t wait until tomorrow?” Ava propped herself up on one elbow and looked into his eyes.

“I need your help in dealing with the Starlite Company.” She finally said the thing she wanted to say for hours.  “Oh, God, Ava.

Are you for real?” he groaned.

He peeked at her from under his arm, his gaze dropping to the way the sheet barely covered her body.

“You want to talk business now?

While we’re like this?” He gestured toward her exposed shoulder.

Ava followed his gaze, realizing just how bare she was beneath the sheets.

Heat rushed to her cheeks as she yanked the blanket higher, wrapping it around herself like a shield.

“Can we talk now?” Dylan chuckled, rolling onto his side to face her.

“You’re the one bringing up corporate affairs in bed,” he teased, tracing a lazy finger along her arm.

“And after that mind-blowing session, I might add.

Do you have any idea what you do to me?” His voice dropped an octave, rich with temptation.

Ava bit her lip, momentarily swayed by the heat in his gaze.

But she shook her head and pressed on.

“Dylan, this is serious.

I need your help with the Starlite.

I was going to bring it up earlier, but€¦ well, someone didn’t give me a chance.” Dylan was amazed but a bit irritated at the same time.

If Ava was stubborn, then so was he-and right now, nothing mattered more than having her completely.

His eyes darkened with desire as he slipped beneath the blanket, pressing her down beneath him.

“Not yet,” he growled.

His lips found hers in a searing kiss, his hunger evident in the way he moved against her.

“Dylan€¦” she gasped, attempting to resist, but he silenced her protests with another deep kiss.

“Whatever troubles you have, I’ll take care of them,” he assured her.

“Right now, just focus on me.” His fingers traced the curves of her body, igniting every nerve.

Ava’s resolve wavered, and as his tongue tangled with hers, she surrendered, coiling her arms around his neck and pulling him closer.

The heat between them flared once more, drawing them into a passionate embrace.

Their love unfolded again, slow and consuming, until they were left breathless, their bodies tangled together.

Time lost all meaning as wave after wave of pleasure left Ava spent, her limbs weak and trembling.

Dylan finally collapsed beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into his warmth.

He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering.

“Good night.

Sleep tight.” Ava let out a soft hum in response, her body too exhausted to do anything else.

Her breathing steadied, her form relaxing in his hold.

Within moments, sleep claimed her.

The night was still, but Dylan’s mind was restless.

He carefully rolled out of bed, ensuring Ava remained undisturbed, and settled into his wheelchair.

Grabbing his phone, he navigated through his contacts, his sharp eyes scanning the screen until he found Mr.

Douglas’s number.

Without wasting another breath, he pressed the call button.

The phone rang several times before a deep voice answered, laced with surprise.

“Mr.

Brooks!

You called me at this hour.

Is everything alright?” “What is the issue with the Starlite Company?” he asked as he moved the wheelchair out of the room.

His voice was clipped.

“As far as I remember, it’s the major raw material supplier to Williams Holdings.” “Yes, you are right.” “Is it causing trouble for Ava?” A heavy sigh came through the line.

“It’s all because of Ethan Moss.

He wants the president’s position and is conspiring with some directors.

Under his influence, Starlite is threatening to cut supplies if Miss Ava takes over as president.

They want Ethan in that position instead.” “That bastard.” Dylan’s grip on the wheelchair’s armrest tightened.

“How dare he?” Douglas continued, “Tomorrow, there is a meeting with the board.

The directors may push for her to step aside and hand over the presidency to Ethan to prevent losing an important partner.” Dylan exhaled slowly, forcing himself to think logically.

He understood the gravity of the situation.

No wonder Ava had been so concerned.

This was a direct attack on her authority, a calculated move to force her out.

“If this partnership breaks, it will heavily impact the business,” Mr.

Douglas added gravely.

“Miss Ava is quite stressed.

I don’t know what will happen in tomorrow’s meeting.” Dylan’s jaw tightened as he listened to Mr.

Douglas.

If Ethan Moss thought he could manipulate Ava into surrendering, he had gravely underestimated both her and Dylan.

“No one threatens Ava,” he stated with quiet conviction.

“Those who dare to mess with her will have to pay.

Don’t worry about Starlite-I’ll make sure they don’t pull back.” Hearing his reassuring words, Mr.

Douglas was relieved.

“Thank you, Mr.

Brooks.

Please let me know if you need any assistance.” “I want the names of every director who’s standing against Ava,” he ordered.

“I’ll deal with them.” “I’ll get you the list.” With that, the call was ended.

“Ethan, you bastard,” Dylan muttered, his gaze flickering with a dangerous glint.

“I’ve been holding back because of Ava, but now that you’ve betrayed her€¦ I’ll make you pay dearly.”