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

 

She had drunk wine.

 

up as he no longer

 

he snarled, “Did

 

about to break her wrist. She wanted to pull her hand back but

 

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

 

if he was deliberately trying to

 

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

 

I don’t know

 

she registered the first question, streams of hot tears ran down her

 

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

 

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

 

not drunk, but he clearly smelled alcohol

 

landed on

 

and delicate skin carried a warm, milky

 

It was odd.

 

smell alcohol

 

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

 

chest. She was so nervous that she forgot

 

that

 

was still there. The thought of being abused

 

have any feeling in them

 

reason she was brave enough to do this was because she was prepared to deal

 

not seem to realize that

 

his head from her neck, his

 

alcohol. Are you going to take it off, or should I?” Elliot said in a hoarse voice that carried a seemingly

 

froze in

 

smell like another man’s

 

Hold on…

 

wanted her to take

 

Right now?

 

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

 

chance to

 

Avery up and violently tore

 

“Ah!”

 

dress, Avery felt

 

as

 

on the couch and stared coldly at

 

your place,

 

that Elliot

 

who had arranged the

 

had also been

 

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

 

up turning them down and left the

 

so she could not

 

no way that she would be out drinking with other

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