When His Eyes Opened By Simple Silence
Chapter 232
Chapter 232 Avery arrived at the Foster mansion half an hour later.
She headed straight into the living room to find no one in sight.
She was stunned,
“Layla!” she called out.
Soon after, she heard the sound of Layla‘s child–like voice.
“Mommy! I’m over here! Come save me! The dirtbag wants to hit me!”
Avery followed the sound of her daughter‘s voice into the dining room.
Layla was hiding under the dining table with a panicked expression on her face.
She did not let go of her guard until Avery appeared.
“Layla! What are you doing under the table? Get out here!” Avery said as she walked over to the table and pulled her daughter out from under it. Layla threw herself in her mother‘s arms, then cried through reddened eyes, “He‘s trying to hit me! I was so scared... That‘s why I tried to hide! I ran away quickly so he didn‘t catch me… If he caught me, then he would have beaten me to death!”
Of course Avery did not believe a word Layla was saying.
raise his hand
was not like he knew that
won‘t hit you,
to hit her,
shot up and
a gray robe and there was a clear
you bite him,
the rage in Elliot’s eyes and had to give him
last time because he had
was the one
eyes, then said, “He carried me! I didn’t want him to touch me… He did it anyway… I was so
said. “Look,
out her cheeks and said stubbornly, “I won’t apologize to him! Hayden
out of
talk privately, Avery,” Elliot said hoarsely with a sullen
handed Layla over to Mrs. Cooper, then followed Elliot out
exactly do you raise your children? Did you
shook her head and said, “I‘ve
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