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.

of alcohol emanating from her

She had drunk wine.

longer tried to hide the

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

wanted to pull

eyes welled up with tears. The more she struggled,

if he was deliberately trying to

had a good time. Answer me!” Elliot snapped. Seeing her face twist in agony

don’t know what

registered the first

didn’t!” she said

up and down his throat. The

had not drunk, but he

nose landed on the crook of her

skin carried a warm, milky

It was odd.

smell alcohol on her

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

so nervous that

was a good thing that he

pain was still there. The thought of

recovered, and he might not have any feeling in them yet.

was because she was prepared to

not seem to

his head from her neck, his dark eyes looked

it off, or should I?” Elliot said in a

froze in stunned

she smell like another

Hold on…

to take

Right now?

pushed her

her a chance to get

up and violently tore

“Ah!”

the protection of her dress, Avery felt a sudden chill on

boiled as she

tossed her on the couch and stared coldly at her exposed

your place, Mrs.

that Elliot had just ripped and

who had arranged the

dress had also been

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

turning them down and left

so she could not

would

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255