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.

 

suddenly looked up as he no longer tried

 

hand gripped her slender wrist as he snarled, “Did

 

her wrist. She wanted to pull

 

her eyes welled up with

 

was as if he was deliberately trying to

 

Answer me!” Elliot snapped. Seeing her

 

don’t know what you’re

 

the time she registered the first question, streams

 

didn’t drink, Elliot! I didn’t!” she said with eyes filled

 

apple bobbed up and down his throat. The next second, he yanked her into

 

that she had not drunk, but he clearly

 

nose landed on the crook

 

delicate skin carried

 

It was odd.

 

not smell

 

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

 

his wide chest. She was so nervous that she forgot

 

that he stopped treating her

 

the pain was still there. The thought of being abused

 

legs had not fully recovered, and he might not have any feeling in them yet. She placed her hand on his trousers and gave him a

 

enough to do this was because she

 

seem to realize that she had pinched

 

his head from her neck, his dark eyes looked

 

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

 

froze in

 

smell like another man’s

 

Hold on…

 

her to take

 

Right now?

 

back to reality, she pushed her hands against his chest and

 

her a chance to get away and tightened his arms

 

and violently tore

 

“Ah!”

 

Avery felt a sudden

 

body boiled as she scowled, “Elliot Foster!

 

couch and stared coldly

 

place, Mrs.

 

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

 

who had arranged the

 

dress had also

 

get her drunk, and they would not let her go even when she tried to

 

up turning them down and left the

 

pregnant, so she

 

no way that she would

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