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.

 

“too” was said with a

 

she should

 

you this morning. I made it especially for you since you mentioned not wanting to eat meat yesterday. I hope it suits your taste,” Mrs. Cooper said warmly as she

 

like she was sitting on pins and needles with a face

 

want to see you, Elliot Foster” written

 

look straight at her, but

 

my mother after breakfast. You should know yourself what to say and what

 

on giving me the money for that dress last night?” Avery asked

 

wanted her to cooperate and go

 

cash at home,” Elliot said as he took a sip of

 

Avery said as she pulled out her phone,

 

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

 

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

 

at her. She felt no

 

$4,500

 

did you bother asking me, then?” Avery retorted, then raised her

 

was deeply bruised, so she planned to stop by the drugstore when she

 

not feel bad for asking for

 

and his lips pursed slightly.

 

of Avery’s anger simmered

 

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

 

words, but quietly rolled

 

silence extinguished another third of her

 

 

morning, the Foster family was gathered at the old mansion to

 

condition was a lot more

 

been feeling, Elliot?” Rosalie

 

not have the heart to blame her son once she saw him, but worried about his health

 

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

 

face which had turned old and frail, he held back

 

you, Avery? Is Elliot still giving you a hard time? You have to tell me if he

 

shook her head and said, “He’s not. You, on the other hand, need

 

and Elliot are fine,” said Rosalie. “Avery, Elliot has never dated or gone after a girl before. He might not be that gentle

 

trying

 

however, felt extremely

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