Reclaiming the CEO's Heart novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 Whispers to a Silent Heart

Avery paused in her actions, her tone slightly stern. "Lady, you've crossed the line. I need to talk to my Dad. Could you please leave for a while?"

"Of course, Miss." The caregiver gently closed the door.

As usual, Avery patiently washed and cleaned Martin and trimmed his hair and nails.

If it weren't for the steady heartbeat on the nearby ECG, she would almost think he had left this world.

The weather was nice today, a change from the previous blizzard. She drew back the curtains, letting the warm sunlight pour in.

"Dad, I'm spending less time with you lately. If you don't wake up soon, I'm afraid you won't get to see me anymore. By the way, I've divorced Jacob."

Avery's voice was soft, and the sunlight kissed the corners of her smile as she continued, "Although he treated me poorly these past two years, he was quite generous during the divorce. He gave me the house, the car, and the shares. Now, I'm a little wealthy."

"I remember when Mom left, you told me that life requires some regrets. That's how we learn to cherish. Since then, I've treasured everything around me and cherished every person. But in the end, I still couldn't keep anyone."

"Dad, there's some good news too. I found out that Mr. Olsen, who bought the Adams family's estate, plans to auction it off. I'll buy back the Adams Mansion. When Leon cures you, you can spend the rest of your life there in retirement. Your daughter is unfilial and will leave a step ahead, unable to accompany you in your old age."

Avery rambled on for the entire afternoon. Even when the sunlight had disappeared from the horizon, she still hadn't seen any sign of Martin waking up. She sighed self-deprecatingly. "Indeed, miracles only happen in novels."

On her way home, she came across a news article titled "CEO of the Hill Group Spares No Expense for Fiancée's Custom-made Extravagant Gown". Below was a picture of the gown, and it was the same Starlight design.

Even though she had encouraged Jacob to get married and have children, seeing this gown still made her feel a bit uncomfortable.

There were so many gowns in the world, and why did it have to be this one?

Three years ago, after taking a bath, she lazily curled up on the sofa, pointing at the gowns from a certain luxury fashion show of the new season. "Wow, I love these gowns by designer Amy the most. Each one is unique, luxurious but not ostentatious, exuding nobility. It's a pity... we didn't have a wedding ceremony."

Jacob habitually pulled her into his arms. "Can't you wear it even without a wedding? My honey has to wear something one-of-a-kind."

A month later, she found a gown sketch in the study, and there were countless sketches in the sketchbook. So, every night, he stayed up late, dedicating his time to drawing for her.

"Do you like this one?" Jacob entered without her noticing. He embraced her from behind, gently resting his chin on her shoulder. The atmosphere was warm and romantic.

"You drew it, so of course, I like it."

"I've already talked to the designer. From selection to completion, it'll probably take three years. Can you wait?"

"Don't talk about three years. Even if it's thirty years, I can wait. With so many diamonds, why not call it 'Starry Night'?"

"Alright, it's all up to you."