Chapter 13

In the bathroom of the master bedroom, the nurse was carefully drying the water droplets off of Elliot’s body with a dry towel.

 

 

His legs were still weak and he was only able to stand up if someone was holding on to him, so he needed the help of the nurse.

 

This nurse had been taking care of him ever since he met with the accident.

 

He was a middle aged man who was meticulous and careful with his work.

 

“You have a bruise on your thigh, Mr. Foster,” said the nurse as he put on Elliot’s bathrobe and helped him out of the bathroom. “I’ll go get some ointment for you.”

 

Elliot sat on the edge of the bed and opened up the bathrobe to look at the bruise when the nurse walked out of the room.

 

It was not like he had no feeling in his legs, but when Avery had pinched him, he held back and pretended like he had felt nothing.

 

For some reason, he kept recalling Avery’s crying face.

 

Also, the unique fragrance of her body continued to linger in his heart.

 

Elliot had never felt this way about a woman in all of his years.

 

There was never a woman who was able to make him feel such strange emotions.

 

Something about Avery Tate somehow managed to arouse something inside of him.

 

Was it necessary for him to feel this way towards a woman whom he was about to divorce?

 

It was a feeling that was completely strange and absurd to him.

 

If he had a chance to go through it again, however, he would still lose his temper and rip her dress apart.

 

 

At 7 a.m. the next morning, Avery deliberately woke up early to avoid Elliot and have her breakfast.

 

She emerged from her bedroom and headed towards the dining room.

 

“Madam! You woke up early today, too! Breakfast is ready,” Mrs. Cooper greeted her with a smile.

 

said with a strong

 

there, she should just return

 

not wanting to eat

 

pins and

 

don’t want to see you,

 

not look straight at her, but he

 

going to see my mother after breakfast. You should know yourself

 

money for that dress last night?” Avery asked

 

fine if he wanted her to cooperate and go

 

isn’t much cash at home,” Elliot said as he took a sip of milk, “I can

 

works. Here’s my account number!” Avery said as she pulled out her phone, opened up her account number and passed it

 

was it?” Elliot asked as he set down his glass

 

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

 

glared at her. She felt no guilt

 

say $4,500 on

 

then raised her right hand and added, “The extra $500 is

 

bruised, so she planned to stop by the drugstore when she had the

 

feel bad for asking for the extra $500

 

at Avery’s wrist and his lips pursed slightly. He wired the

 

anger simmered down after getting the

 

you paid me the money. I wouldn’t forgive you

 

her cruel words, but

 

extinguished another third

 

 

Foster family was gathered at the old mansion to visit the newly

 

ICU this time, which meant that her condition was a lot more serious than the last time she was admitted for

 

been

 

son once she saw him, but worried about his health

 

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

 

and frail, he held back

 

to hear,” Rosalie said as she shifted her gaze to Avery, then asked, “What about you, Avery? Is Elliot still

 

on the other

 

or gone after a girl before. He might not be that gentle or romantic, but I hope you can forgive him. He’s a man after all.

 

was trying to

 

felt extremely

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