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

 

Elliot was there, she should just return to her

 

ravioli for 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 with a face

 

want to

 

did not look straight at her, but he felt the resistance emanating from

 

going to see my mother after breakfast. You should know yourself what to say and what not to say,” he said

 

you plan on giving me the money for

 

to cooperate and go see

 

sip of milk, “I can wire it

 

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

 

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

 

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

 

glared at her. She felt no

 

it say $4,500

 

me, then?” Avery retorted, then raised her right hand and added, “The extra $500

 

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

 

for asking for the extra $500 for

 

wrist and his lips pursed slightly. He wired the

 

third of Avery’s anger simmered down after

 

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

 

cruel words, but

 

silence extinguished another

 

 

the Foster family was gathered at the old mansion to visit

 

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

 

been

 

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

 

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

 

which had turned old and frail, he held back

 

hear,” Rosalie said as she shifted her gaze to Avery, then asked, “What about you, Avery? Is Elliot still giving you a hard time? You have to tell

 

on the other hand, need to take care of

 

never dated or gone after a girl before. He might not be that gentle or romantic, but I hope you can

 

trying

 

however, felt extremely

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