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 a

 

she should just return

 

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 escorted Avery to

 

pins and needles

 

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

 

not look straight at her, but he

 

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

 

the money for that

 

to cooperate and go see Rosalie,

 

a sip of milk, “I

 

she pulled out her phone, opened up her account number and passed

 

it?” Elliot asked as he set down his glass of milk and pulled out his

 

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

 

glared at her. She felt

 

say $4,500

 

did you bother asking me, then?” Avery retorted, then raised her right hand and added, “The extra

 

Elliot had grabbed yesterday was deeply bruised, so she planned to stop by

 

for asking

 

wrist and his lips pursed slightly. He wired the $4,500 over

 

third of Avery’s anger simmered down after getting

 

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

 

to her cruel words, but

 

another third

 

 

was gathered at the

 

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

 

have you been feeling, Elliot?”

 

son once she saw him, but worried about his

 

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

 

old and frail, he held back some of the words he wanted

 

gaze to Avery, then asked, “What about you,

 

on the other hand, need to

 

said Rosalie. “Avery, Elliot has never dated or gone after a girl before. He might not be that gentle or romantic, but I

 

was trying to

 

felt

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