The CEO Gets What He Wants
Chapter 135
Avery slept so well and only woke up when it was past seven in the morning.
Unlike Ackleton, Livingsfill was pretty noisy in the morning, as the houses were only a few meters away from the street. It was already bustling in the early morning.
Avery woke up after hearing the noise.
Glancing around the empty room, she realized she was alone on the tiny bed. The window was open, and the air conditioner was switched off.
Despite feeling unwell from her period, she had the best sleep last night over the past few days.
Avery scrambled off the bed and took her phone. The time was past seven o'clock in the morning.
Where could Cayden be?
When she went to the restroom to change her sanitary pad, the owner's wife happened to walk past her and greeted her. “You're up early. Your husband is smoking outside.”
Avery nodded in a daze.
Her “husband” was obviously referring to Cayden.
After washing up, Avery planned to have breakfast with him before departing to Ackleton.
Blake wasn't in Livingsfill. There was no way he'd come back here.
After calming down, she could ponder over Blake's disappearance in a rational manner. Something told her Blake didn't run away from home.
If Grandpa ran away from home, then he must be doing this to relieve my burden. But why does he want to relieve my burden? I guess he feels bad for me when he sees me working hard to make ends meet. However, a loving grandpa like him wouldn't have left without saying goodbye, for he knows I'll worry about him.
By now, Avery was certain that Blake didn't run away from home.
She dared not imagine the answer.
Cayden was right, for no news is good news.
After finishing his cigarette, Cayden came into the inn.
Avery stood beside him as they checked out of their room. They then went to a nearby breakfast stall.
Avery took a seat while he went to order some coffee and donuts. “One black coffee, and one coffee with two sugars.”
“Got it!” the owner of the stall answered cheerfully and began preparing their orders.
Cayden sat down across from Avery.
In the morning, there were some adults who had nothing to do and some elderly people around. Most customers were students attending the nearby elementary school, middle school, and high school.
Cayden's car and his presence attracted plenty of attention.
Livingsfill was a poor town, so the people there had only seen handsome and well-dressed men in the papers or gossip magazines bought from the city. Most of the time, the handsome and well-dressed men were male celebrities who looked elegant and manly.
Thus, everyone got curious as to why a handsome and well-dressed man was having breakfast at a breakfast stall. They wondered who he was and why he was at Livingsfill.
Ignoring the looks, Avery drank her coffee silently.
She often came to this breakfast stall with Blake when she was young to have coffee and donuts together. Back then, the owner and his wife were the current owner's parents.
The taste was still the same.
She had a habit of drinking coffee with two sugars.
Cayden ordered a coffee with two sugars for her without asking for her preference. Avery couldn't help but wonder if that was a coincidence.
“Can you finish them?” Cayden asked. He was referring to the donut in front of her.
Avery looked up and shook her head.
Cayden picked up the donut and finished it for her.
As Avery sipped on her coffee, she thought, What if I grow up with Cayden under the same roof? It doesn't matter where we grow up—the poor Rumpley family, the rich Moore family, or in an orphanage. What would our fates be if we were to grow up together as siblings? He's handsome, so there must be a lot of women who want to be my sister-in-law. If someone pursues me, will he act as a gatekeeper and help me choose a boyfriend?
“What are you thinking?” Cayden was having breakfast, but his gaze was fixed on her.
“I'm thinking what would happen if you were my brother,” Avery said with a serious expression. She started to imagine all the possibilities as she stared at him.
Before she could say anything else, Cayden frowned and interjected, “Do you want to force me to commit incest?”
Avery dared not to say another word.
Sorrow crept onto Cayden's brows. He had no idea why she kept wanting to be his sister. Why does she have that strange thought in mind? Or does she have a fetish that no one knows about...
Right then, a couple with a kid came to their neighboring table.