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.

smell of alcohol emanating from her

She had drunk wine.

he no longer tried to hide the disgust in his

wrist as he snarled, “Did you drink

wrist. She wanted to pull her hand back

eyes welled up

if he was deliberately trying to hurt

time. Answer me!” Elliot

good time? I don’t know what

By the time she registered the first question, streams of hot

she said

adam’s apple bobbed up and down his throat. The

drunk, but he

nose landed on the

delicate skin carried

It was odd.

smell alcohol

felt Elliot’s

chest. She was so nervous that she forgot

a good thing that he

but the pain was still there. The thought

any feeling in them yet. She placed her hand on his

reason she was brave enough to do this was because she was prepared to

not seem to realize that

her neck, his

like another man’s alcohol. Are you going to take it off, or should I?” Elliot said

in

she smell like another man’s

Hold on…

to take

Right now?

her hands against his chest and

give her a chance to get away and tightened his arms

up and violently tore the back

“Ah!”

protection of her dress, Avery felt a sudden chill on

boiled as she scowled, “Elliot Foster!

stared coldly at her exposed

place, Mrs.

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

the one who had arranged the meeting that

dress had also been

they would not let her go even when she tried to come

up turning them down and left the

was pregnant, so

no way that she would be out drinking with other

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