When His Eyes Opened By Simple Silence

Chapter 10

The living room instantly fell so silent that one could hear the sound of a beating heart.

Avery stormed back to her room and violently slammed the door shut.

The loud bang rumbled through the entire mansion.

This woman dared slam a door in Elliot Foster’s house. She must not fear death.

Everyone turned their gaze to evaluate Elliot’s reaction. He looked calm and composed as if he was not angry at all.

Normally, if anyone were to make a sound louder than 60 decibels in front of him, he would definitely frown.

The sound of Avery’s slamming door was at least 90 decibels, so why was he not upset?

More importantly, the bottle of wine that Avery had smashed was over thirty thousand dollars. They had not even had the chance to drink it yet.

She broke it without even batting an eyelid.

“D*mn, I heard that Miss Tate’s father passed away a few days ago. Seeing as she showed up in black, she must have just returned from the funeral!”

Someone had mustered up the courage to break the silence.

The woman in the white dress was a senior manager at Sterling Group’s PR department, Chelsea Tierney.

It was her birthday, so she had invited a few of Elliot’s friends to the house to also celebrate his recovery.

Her earlier altercation with Avery was a huge blow to her pride.

Chelsea noticed Elliot’s unbothered expression, but she knew him well enough to know that he could blow up at any moment.

She returned to his side and apologized cautiously, “I’m sorry, Elliot. I didn’t know her father had passed away.”

Elliot snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray. He smoothly picked up his wine glass with his long, slender fingers and downed its contents in one swift gulp.

He placed the empty glass back on the table, then said in a low, sensual voice, “Happy birthday.”

Chelsea’s ears turned red as she responded, “Thank you.”

“Also, Avery Tate isn’t someone you can touch,” Elliot said as he adjusted the collar of his shirt. His voice carried a hint of warning. “Even if she were just a pet in the Foster household, I’m the only one who can push her around.”

Chelsea panicked.

“But you’re about to divorce her, so she would be even less than a pet by then!”

gaze instantly turned ice

I no longer wanted, I still won’t

clean up the shattered wine

filled up Elliot’s

that. She won’t actually lay her hand on Miss Tate,” the man

up and take three shots as punishment! You may be the

and prepared

bodyguard who immediately walked over and helped him

ahead!” Elliot said before he

with reddened eyes. She gulped

stars of the night left. Do we

be good for Chelsea to give up, too. Otherwise, she’ll keep thinking she’ll become Mrs. Foster one

tonight would make her give up! Elliot is still planning to divorce Miss Tate,

quite beautiful, but she has a bad temper. How does Elliot

……

in her arms as tears quietly streamed down

for the past three days

final apology before his death constantly echoed

that she had felt for him had vanished without a

fell into

next morning, her

clean nightgown and

had not eaten well the past few days, and she was so hungry that her stomach

arrived at the entrance of the dining room, she

her and immediately greeted her, “Breakfast is ready, Madam! Come over and have

like the plague. She

the thought of him delaying the divorce gave her a boost

chose the seat furthest from him and sat down. Mrs. Cooper placed her breakfast in front of her, and she was about to

of wine last night costs

His voice was indifferent.

hand tightened around her fork

dollars for

of wine was that

he expecting her to

she looked

Her back was drenched in a cold sweat, and she had

If you break

hearing this, and her appetite

suffer side effects during the early stages of pregnancy,

of nausea, Avery had