The CEO Gets What He Wants
Chapter 144
Avery lifted her head, only to see Dylan.
“How's Grandpa?” Dylan didn't interrupt Avery's interaction with Zachary. Instead, he walked over to the head of the hospital bed.
No one answered his question.
Zachary instinctively went on high alert. Hugging Avery's thigh, he raised his head and said voicelessly, “Don't be afraid, Ms. Ery.” Daddy will be back soon.
Dylan sat down in front of the bed. As he gazed at the scabbed wounds on Blake's face, he couldn't help the resentment bubbling within him.
How could they hurt him so badly? But then, if he weren't wounded so severely, I couldn't have forced Avery to yield.
As he mulled it over, an internal struggle started brewing within him. Is it a mistake to use underhanded means to get my way, or is that simply human nature? If I'm not cruel enough, I'll lose a lot of things.
Just then, Blake woke up.
“You're here, Dylan?” he inquired weakly.
“Grandpa.” Going over, Avery anxiously placed a pillow behind her grandfather's head.
“I'm sorry, Grandpa. You wouldn't have been kidnapped if it weren't for my negligence,” Dylan murmured.
He had sent Blake to the hospital personally and had long since concocted an explanation for the man. What was more, it also matched the kidnappers' words.
In the empty factory, the kidnappers had cursed Blake, snarling, “So, you're Dylan Musk's grandfather, huh? D*mn it! Your grandson reported our boss for forcing himself on some girl! What a busybody! I'm going to finish you off today so that your grandson can mourn you!”
Dylan saw that video, and that was why he had such a flawless justification.
“It wasn't your fault,” Blake replied.
He was referring to Dylan's righteous act of having the police arrest the monster who violated someone. Nonetheless, he didn't spell it out since his granddaughter and a five-year-old child were in the room.
Dylan stayed for about ten minutes before he took his leave.
Blake called out to his granddaughter, who was standing by the window with her back to them and her expression hidden. “See Dylan out, Ery.”
Since Avery had something to say to Dylan, she agreed to his request.
Zachary then slipped off his shoes and climbed onto the hospital bed. “My great-grandpa came to visit you just now, but you were asleep, so my daddy drove him back.”
“Your great-grandpa was here?” Blake was stunned for a moment.
Zachary blinked his huge eyes that resembled Avery's closely. “Great-grandpa said he'll bring a chess set tomorrow and play a few rounds with you!”
When Dylan arrived in front of the elevator, he saw Avery whirling around.
His dissatisfied voice rang out behind her. “This is your so-called seeing me out?”
Avery only came out because she initially wanted to discuss things with him, but on second thought, she felt that there was no point doing so with a despicable and shameless man like him. Furthermore, it wouldn't work anyway. It would only end in disappointment.
Ignoring him, she headed back to the hospital room.
While walking, her phone vibrated.
Taking it out for a look, she saw that it was a notification of a voice message. However, it was from an unknown number.
She played it and brought her phone to her ear.
Dylan's voice drifted out from the voice message. “Did you have something to say to me when you saw me out?”
Hearing his voice, Avery eyed her phone with a frown. When did he get my number? Could it be that he obtained it when I passed out that day?
Alas, all traces of tampering had been removed.
In the second voice message, Dylan said, “It was wise of you to not say anything to me. I don't think you had anything to say that would be to my liking. Perhaps you would've proposed an unreasonable request such as divorce. Fortunately, you didn't voice it. Otherwise, I don't know what crazy thing I might have done in the hospital.”
And in the third voice message, he commented, “When I came out, I told my parents that I'm going to pick my wife up and fetch her home. Now that I'm going home alone, your parents-in-law might think that you're lacking in sensibility...”
“Why isn't Cayden here to pick Zach up yet?” Blake asked his granddaughter, who was standing at the door blankly.
It wasn't until Avery heard her grandfather's question that she snapped back to her senses. She then blocked Dylan's number.
“P-Perhaps he's caught in traffic,” she stammered.
She wanted to lay her cards on the table with Blake and tell him that it was impossible between her and Cayden, so he shouldn't mistakenly regard the latter as his future grandson-in-law anymore.
Unfortunately, the ability of an elderly person to withstand such a blow paled in comparison to young people.
Pulling the covers over the man, she lowered her eyes and remarked, “Grandpa, I think there's a huge gap between Cayden and me. Don't you think so?”
Blake lifted his eyes and studied his granddaughter.
Avery looked at him before glancing at Zachary as she didn't want the latter to hear it, but he was still young, so she couldn't ask him to step out. Oh well, never mind.
“There is a gap, and we've got to admit that, but you're not with him for his money. Instead, it's for love. Is that not so?” Blake mollified, allaying her sense of inferiority.
“I... don't want to be with him anymore. It's really, really tiring.” Avery knew that she could only reason along those lines.
Blake was stumped, not quite certain what had happened.
However, he could see the distinct tears shimmering in her eyes.