Chapter 94. Learning Lessons

Ethan’s POV

I feel Avery’s arms wrap around my leg from behind. “I am really sorry!” She sobs even louder.

“Get up, Avery.” I urge, trying to get her up from her knees, but she is adamant and holds me tighter. “Please, I am sorry, honey.”

I fight back a curse. Why the hell was I getting affected by her breasts brushing against my thighs? I needed to be serious and not getting seduced!

I clear my throat to gather my thoughts. “It’s okay. Listen to me.” She immediately turns quiet, and I continue. “Go get rid of the wig and that contact lens, get a bath, and change into something. We can talk after that, do you understand?”

She manages to nod. “Yes, honey.”

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Avery’s POV

What have I done? I didn’t mind serving some wealthy strangers drinks because I had a dream to achieve. Wearing that skimpy outfit was nothing compared to what I wore in Palmers, but the disappointment I had seen in Ethan’s eyes was all I needed to know—I