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

 

She had drunk wine.

 

longer

 

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

 

like Elliot was about to break her wrist. She wanted to pull her hand back but could not

 

go! You’re hurting me!” she cried as her eyes welled up with tears. The more she struggled, the harder his

 

was as if he was deliberately trying to hurt her and make

 

me!” Elliot snapped. Seeing

 

I don’t know what you’re

 

up struggling. By the time she registered the first question, streams of hot

 

she said with

 

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

 

said that she had not drunk,

 

cold tip of his nose landed on the crook of

 

soft and delicate skin carried

 

It was odd.

 

could not smell alcohol on

 

Elliot’s nose

 

nervous that she forgot to breathe, and

 

thing that

 

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

 

have any feeling in them yet. She placed her hand

 

reason she was brave enough to do this was because

 

to realize

 

head from her

 

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

 

froze in

 

smell like another man’s

 

Hold on…

 

wanted her to take

 

Right now?

 

pushed her

 

give her a chance to get away and tightened his arms

 

up and violently tore the back of her dress

 

“Ah!”

 

protection of her dress, Avery

 

her body boiled as she scowled, “Elliot Foster! You

 

couch and stared coldly at her exposed shoulders

 

your place, Mrs.

 

dress that Elliot had just ripped and held back her

 

had arranged the

 

had also been

 

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

 

them down

 

pregnant, so she

 

that she would be out drinking

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