Elliot gritted his teeth and gazed coldly at her.He placed the bowl of oatmeal down and helped her up. Then he arranged two pillows behind her for her to lean against.He placed the bowl back into her hands.

Avery accepted the oatmeal, but, as she was about to pick the spoon up, her left hand that was holding the bowl suddenly fell limp and powerless. Her hands shook, tipping the bowl onto the covers.

Everything spilled.

Avery looked at the spilled oatmeal in shock. She pursed her lips.

Elliot’s heart broke at the sight. She had not done it on purpose. He knew that she had not done it on purpose. Avery truly wanted to eat on her own, but she lacked the strength needed to even hold a bowl.

Before Avery’s tears could fall, Elliot bundled the dirty covers away

“Avery, you will get better. Don’t cry!” He had intended to comfort her, but what came out sounded more like a stern lecture.

a deep breath, wanting to explain, but Avery had already laid back down with her back turned

that she was.He took a fresh duvet from the closet and covered her

in a low, depressive tone. He

suddenly felt extremely dizzy. It was probably

the room.He had not slept

hour after Elliot fell asleep, the back of the

the bodyguards in the mansion

wearing a backpack, appeared in front of the mansion.He had hidden

the fire. The mansion

Hayden could not find a guest room or the main bedroom. He could only see the kitchen and

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