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.

was said with a

there, she should

vegetarian ravioli for you this morning. I 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

pins and needles with

well have the words “I don’t want to see you, Elliot Foster” written on

at her, but he felt the resistance emanating from

after breakfast. You should know yourself what to say and what not to say,” he

the money for that dress last

go see Rosalie, but he had to settle

as he took a sip of milk,

her phone, opened up her account number and passed

was it?” Elliot asked as he set down his glass of milk and pulled out his

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

his eyes and glared at her. She felt no

$4,500 on the

bother asking me, then?” Avery retorted, then raised her right

she planned to stop by

asking for the extra $500

lips pursed slightly. He wired the $4,500 over to

Avery’s anger simmered down

money. I wouldn’t forgive you even if you gave me another

words,

silence extinguished another third

the Foster family was gathered at the old mansion to visit the newly

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

have you been feeling,

the heart to blame her son once she saw him, but

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

face which had turned old and frail, he held back some of the words he wanted

you, Avery?

shook her head and said, “He’s not. You, on the other hand, need to

not be that gentle or romantic, but I hope you can forgive him. He’s a man after all. His career would

trying to convince

felt extremely

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