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

I no longer wanted, I still won’t watch

Cooper walked in to clean up the shattered wine

up Elliot’s wine

She won’t actually lay her hand on Miss Tate,” the man sitting on the other side of Elliot said as he tried to lighten the

Chelsea, hurry up and take three shots as punishment! You may

her glass and prepared to take

glanced to the side at his bodyguard who immediately walked

guys go ahead!” Elliot said before he returned to

left the room with reddened eyes. She gulped down

stars of the night left. Do we keep

give up, too. Otherwise, she’ll keep thinking she’ll

up! Elliot is still planning to divorce

of Avery Tate, she’s quite beautiful, but she has a bad

……

her knees in her arms as

for the past three days had been

his death constantly echoed in

hatred that she had felt for him had vanished without

until she fell

next morning, her eyes were

changed into a clean nightgown

well the past few days, and

of the dining room, she saw

her, “Breakfast is ready, Madam! Come

the plague. She was scared of offending him and suffering

delaying the

and sat down. Mrs. Cooper placed her breakfast in

last night

His voice was indifferent.

fork as her mind went

thousand dollars for a bottle

of wine was

he expecting her to pay for

he think she looked like she

felt a pang of pain in her stomach. Her back was drenched in a cold sweat,

a warning. If you break something in my house again, you’ll pay

hearing this, and her

women suffer side effects during the early stages of

bout of nausea,