Chapter 12

It was nine at night.

Dry leaves rustled on the ground in the fall wind.

Avery emerged from a cab and winced at the sudden chill.

She clutched her purse and quickly rushed toward the front door of the Foster mansion.

In the dark of night, she donned a strappy red dress which was sexy yet enchanting.

When she left the house that morning, she was wearing a t-shirt and casual pants.

The thought that she had deliberately dressed that way to entertain other men made Elliot clench his fists.

Avery only noticed Elliot sitting in the living room couch when she was changing her shoes in the foyer.

He was wearing a black shirt, which made him appear even more gloomy and cold.

The expression on his face was as indifferent as ever, so she did not look at him for long.

Once she had changed her shoes, she hesitated. She did not know whether she should greet him or not.

He did give her that pack of tissues that morning.

Avery walked uneasily into the living room and looked at Elliot.

The atmosphere was different that night. Mrs. Cooper would usually come out to greet her when she arrived home.

Was Mrs. Cooper out?

She took a deep breath as her heart thumped in her chest. She decided to avoid him.

“Come here,” Elliot said icily.

Since they were the only ones in the living room, she could not pretend like she did not hear him.

“What is it?” Avery said as she stopped and glanced at him.

“I said, come here,” Elliot said in a terrifyingly forceful voice.

Avery’s heart tightened, and she involuntarily walked over to him.

She did not dare disobey him even if he was in a wheelchair and did not pose as big of a threat to her.

She walked to his side, looked at his handsome but stern face, and took a deep breath.

“What is it? Is it time for us to get divorced?”

Elliot’s brows furrowed upon hearing her words.

smelled the faint smell of

She had drunk wine.

looked up as he no longer tried to hide the disgust in

her slender wrist as he snarled, “Did you drink with someone? Did you have a

about to break her wrist. She wanted to pull her hand back but

as her eyes welled up with

if he was deliberately trying to

good time. Answer me!” Elliot

don’t know what

struggling. By the time she registered the

drink, Elliot! I didn’t!” she said with eyes

throat. The next second, he

had not drunk, but he

cold tip of his nose landed

delicate skin carried a warm,

It was odd.

not smell alcohol on her

completely still as she felt Elliot’s nose on her skin, gently

She was so nervous that she forgot to breathe, and her heart forgot

good thing that he stopped

her wrist, but the pain was still there. The thought of being abused

feeling in them yet. She placed her hand on his trousers and gave him

brave enough to do this was

not seem to realize that she had pinched

he lifted his head from her neck, his dark eyes

man’s alcohol. Are you going to take it off, or should I?” Elliot said in a hoarse voice that carried a seemingly

froze in stunned

smell like another man’s

Hold on…

her to take her

Right now?

to reality, she pushed her hands against

chance to

up and violently tore the back of

“Ah!”

the protection of her dress, Avery felt a

boiled as she scowled, “Elliot Foster! You

her on the couch and stared coldly at her exposed

place,

the high-end dress that Elliot had just ripped and held back

had arranged the meeting

had also been Shaun’s

was true that the two bank managers tried to get her drunk, and they would not let her go even when she tried

them down and left

so

no way that she would be out drinking

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