NovelAppWhat Avery said made Mike's hand tremble a little. The phone in his hands fell to the floor with a clang.
"Ah... f*ck!" Mike immediately picked his phone up. It was not a surprise that he was killed off in his game.
Throwing his phone aside, he looked at Avery once more.
"Are you really planning to return to Aryadelle? Why did you suddenly have this idea? | want to know what you're thinking."
Mike was stunned because, for the past two years, her friends in Aryadelle had often been asking her to head back to Aryadelle,
but not once had she ever wavered from her decision to not return.
However, at that moment, she suddenly wanted to return to Aryadelle. It was most likely not only because she had graduated.
"Every year, | could only see Layla during winter and summer breaks. Robert, on the other hand... | haven't seen him for almost
three years. The video calls don't count,” Avery choked up a little. "If | return to Aryadelle, | would sure be able to see Robert."
"Oh, so you miss your kids! But once you return, Elliot might not let you see Robert. | think Elliot is deliberately not letting you see
Robert, because he also has not seen Hayden for almost three years. He is not anxious about it, so you shouldn't be too." Mike was
afraid that Avery might lose to Elliot.
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Avery had thought about this before.
"Elliot doesn’t have the right to not letsee my children. When we got a divorce, there wasn't this rule," Avery said and the
microwave behind her beeped. The sandwich has been heated.
She opened the microwave and took the sandwich out before putting the milk in to reheat it.
"What you're saying is, you're going back to Aryadelle to see Elliot and discuss visitation rights?" Mike found that baffling. "Are you
sure you want to meet this annoying man? Aren't you afraid that he might make you mad?"
Avery took the sandwich and walked over to the living area.
"I never said | wanted to look for him." Avery sat down next to Mike. She took a bite of the sandwich. It was a little hot, so she
could only place it aside to let it cool down a little. "Since he could let Layla cseeevery winter >f,?PIP? summer break, |
don't think he would not letsee Robert."
"Stop guessing what he is thinking. Have you forgotten how he has treated you in the past? Do you need srevision on that?"
Mike teased.
"No need." Avery furrowed her brows. "| surely won't directly head to his place to look for Robert. I'm not an idiot."
"Okay. Since you have already thought this through, go back to Aryadelle, then!" Mike suddenly thought about another question,"
Have you told this Hayden yet? What if Hayden doesn't let you go?"
"Do you think my son would stop me?" Avery blinked. She was not worried about that at all.
Hayden had never stopped her from doing anything before. Every tshe decided to do something, Hayden had given her his full
support.
Even if Hayden did not want her to do something, he would only be glum and unhappy about it for a while before letting her go do
her thing.
Mike could not help but smile. "Your son has spoiled you rotten!"
"You, too." Avery almost had no worries for the past two years. She only needed to write her dissertation and do experiments in
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmpeace. Other than Hayden being mature, there was Mike to deal with the chores around her.
Mike blushed. "Don’t be corny. Do you know that Netimail is shutting down? I'm sure you don't know about it! You just got up."
"I saw it on my phone when | woke up to go to the toilet at two in the morning. | even logged in to my Netimail and transferred all
my emails out. There are many emails | had with Professor Hough. These are all my precious memories." Avery picked up her
sandwich once more. It was no longer that hot.
The microwave beeped once more.
Mike got up and helped her get the milk.
"Do you know what Netimail is shutting down?" Mike asked.
"Because now everyone is using Setmail," Avery replied. "No matter what product, if they could not keep up with the times, they
would be eliminated. This is the rule of the market." "Hmm. It's a little sad to hear about it." "Why are you sad? Did you build
Netimail back then?" Avery asked casually.
"Not me. My ex."
"Oh, no wonder! Did that brainy ex of yours contact you later on?" Avery teased.
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