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.

 

was said with

 

Elliot was there, she should

 

morning. I made it especially for you since you mentioned not wanting to eat meat yesterday. I hope it suits your taste,” Mrs.

 

was sitting on pins and needles with a face

 

as well have the words “I don’t want to see you, Elliot Foster”

 

straight at her, but

 

should know yourself what to say and what not to say,”

 

plan on giving me the money

 

go see Rosalie, but he had to settle

 

Elliot said as he took a sip of milk, “I can wire

 

my account number!” Avery said as she pulled out her phone, opened up her account number and passed it

 

Elliot asked as he set down his glass of milk and

 

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

 

lifted his eyes and glared at her. She felt no guilt at

 

$4,500 on

 

retorted, then raised her right hand

 

had grabbed yesterday was deeply bruised, so she planned

 

bad for asking for the

 

lips pursed slightly. He wired the $4,500

 

of Avery’s anger simmered

 

just because you paid me the money. I wouldn’t forgive you even if you gave me

 

her cruel words, but

 

silence extinguished another third of

 

 

a.m. that morning, the Foster family was gathered at the old mansion to visit

 

meant that her condition was a lot more serious than

 

have you been feeling, Elliot?” Rosalie

 

not have the heart to blame her son once she saw

 

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

 

had turned old and frail, he held back some

 

gaze to Avery, then asked, “What about you, Avery? Is Elliot

 

and said, “He’s not. You, on the other

 

fine as long as you and Elliot are fine,” said Rosalie. “Avery, Elliot has never dated 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. His career would come first. Don’t

 

was trying to convince

 

felt extremely

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