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.

word “too” was said with a strong

was there, she should just return to her

since you mentioned not wanting to eat meat

on pins and needles

words “I don’t want to see

her, but

my mother after breakfast. You should know yourself what to say and what not

on giving me the money for that dress last

her to cooperate and go see Rosalie, but he had

as he took a sip of milk,

out her phone, opened up her

much was it?” Elliot asked as he set down his glass of milk

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

lifted his eyes and glared at her.

it say $4,500 on the

her right hand and added, “The

was deeply bruised, so she planned to

feel bad for asking for the

lips pursed slightly. He wired

anger simmered

just because you paid me the money. I wouldn’t forgive you even if you gave

to her cruel words, but quietly rolled

another

morning, the Foster family was gathered at the old

was a lot more serious than the last

have you been feeling, Elliot?”

not have the heart to blame her son once

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

his mother’s face which had turned old and frail, he held back some of the

you, Avery? Is Elliot still giving you a hard time? You have to

“He’s not. You, on

Rosalie. “Avery, Elliot has never dated or gone after a girl before. He might not

trying to convince

felt extremely

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