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!”

instantly turned

something I no longer wanted, I still

Cooper walked in to clean up the shattered wine bottle

up Elliot’s

mad, Elliot. Chelsea didn’t mean to do that. She won’t actually lay her hand on Miss Tate,” the man sitting on the other side of Elliot said

up and take three shots as punishment! You may be the birthday girl, but you did

and prepared

the side at his bodyguard who immediately

ahead!” Elliot said before he returned to

reddened eyes. She gulped

Both the stars of the

course! It would be good for Chelsea to give up, too. Otherwise, she’ll keep thinking she’ll become Mrs.

make her give up! Elliot is

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

……

knees in her arms

her tears for the past

before his death constantly echoed

had felt for him

she fell into

next morning, her eyes were swollen

a clean nightgown and walked out

eaten well the past few days, and she was

entrance of the dining room, she

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

plague. She was

thought of him delaying the

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

bottle of wine last

His voice was indifferent.

around her fork as her

thousand dollars for

of wine

he expecting her to pay

think she looked like she

was drenched in a

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

hurting upon hearing this, and

early stages of pregnancy,

the occasional bout of nausea, Avery had yet to throw