Chapter 13

In the bathroom of the master bedroom, the nurse was carefully drying the water droplets off of Elliot’s body with a dry towel.

His legs were still weak and he was only able to stand up if someone was holding on to him, so he needed the help of the nurse.

This nurse had been taking care of him ever since he met with the accident.

He was a middle aged man who was meticulous and careful with his work.

“You have a bruise on your thigh, Mr. Foster,” said the nurse as he put on Elliot’s bathrobe and helped him out of the bathroom. “I’ll go get some ointment for you.”

Elliot sat on the edge of the bed and opened up the bathrobe to look at the bruise when the nurse walked out of the room.

It was not like he had no feeling in his legs, but when Avery had pinched him, he held back and pretended like he had felt nothing.

For some reason, he kept recalling Avery’s crying face.

Also, the unique fragrance of her body continued to linger in his heart.

Elliot had never felt this way about a woman in all of his years.

There was never a woman who was able to make him feel such strange emotions.

Something about Avery Tate somehow managed to arouse something inside of him.

Was it necessary for him to feel this way towards a woman whom he was about to divorce?

It was a feeling that was completely strange and absurd to him.

If he had a chance to go through it again, however, he would still lose his temper and rip her dress apart.

At 7 a.m. the next morning, Avery deliberately woke up early to avoid Elliot and have her breakfast.

She emerged from her bedroom and headed towards the dining room.

“Madam! You woke up early today, too! Breakfast is ready,” Mrs. Cooper greeted her with a smile.

“too” was said with a

there, she should just return to

made it especially for you since you mentioned not wanting to eat meat yesterday. I hope it suits your taste,” Mrs. Cooper said warmly as she escorted Avery to her seat at the

sitting on pins and needles with a face of

the words “I don’t want to see you, Elliot

not look straight at her, but he felt the

after breakfast. You should know yourself what to say and

money for that dress last night?” Avery asked

cooperate and go see Rosalie,

home,” Elliot said as he took a sip of milk, “I can wire it over to you if

my account number!” Avery said as she pulled out her phone, opened up her account number and passed it over to

Elliot asked as he set down his glass of milk and pulled out his

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

glared at her.

say $4,500

raised her right hand and

yesterday was deeply bruised, so she planned to stop by the drugstore

for asking for

wrist and his lips pursed slightly. He wired

third of Avery’s anger simmered down

money. I wouldn’t forgive you even if

to her cruel words, but quietly rolled off in his

silence extinguished another third of

that morning, the Foster family was gathered at the old

the ICU this time, which meant that her condition was a lot more serious

have you been feeling,

her son once she saw

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

he held back

gaze to Avery, then asked, “What about you, Avery? Is Elliot

and said, “He’s not. You, on the other hand, need

and Elliot are fine,” said Rosalie. “Avery, Elliot has never dated or gone after a girl before. He might not be that gentle or romantic,

was trying to convince

felt extremely

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