It was nine at night.

Dry leaves rustled on the ground in the fall wind.

Avery emerged from a cab and winced at the sudden chill.

She clutched her purse and quickly rushed toward the front door of the Foster mansion.

In the dark of night, she donned a strappy red dress which was sexy yet enchanting.

When she left the house that morning, she was wearing a t-shirt and casual pants. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The thought that she had deliberately dressed that way to entertain other men made Elliot clench his fists. Avery only noticed Elliot sitting in the living room couch when she was changing her shoes in the foyer.

He was wearing a black shirt, which made him appear even more gloomy and cold.

The expression on his face was as indifferent as ever, so she did not look at him for long.

Once she had changed her shoes, she hesitated. She did not know whether she should greet him or not.

He did give her that pack of tissues that morning.

Avery walked uneasily into the living room and looked at Elliot.

The atmosphere was different that night. Mrs. Cooper would usually come out to greet her when she arrived home.

Was Mrs. Cooper out?

She took a deep breath as her heart thumped in her chest. She decided to avoid him.

"Come here," Elliot said icily.

Since they were the only ones in the living room, she could not pretend like she did not hear him.

"What is it?" Avery said as she stopped and glanced at him.

"I said, come here," Elliot said in a terrifyingly forceful voice.

Avery's heart tightened, and she involuntarily walked over to him.

She did not dare disobey him even if he was in a wheelchair and did not pose as big of a threat to her.

She walked to his side, looked at his handsome but stern face, and took a deep breath.

"What is it? Is it time for us to get divorced?"

Elliot's brows furrowed upon hearing her words.

He smelled the faint smell of alcohol emanating from her hair.

She had drunk wine.

as he no longer tried

snarled, "Did you

to break her wrist. She wanted to pull

her eyes welled up with tears.

as if he was deliberately trying to hurt her and make

good time. Answer me!" Elliot snapped.

time? I don't know

the first question, streams of hot

drink, Elliot! I didn't!" she said with

down his throat. The next second, he

she had not drunk, but he clearly smelled alcohol

his nose landed on

soft and delicate skin carried

It was odd.

smell alcohol

still as she felt Elliot's nose on

that she forgot to breathe, and her heart

good thing that he

wrist, but the

of being abused by him angered

that his legs had not fully recovered, and he might not have any feeling in them yet. She placed her hand on his trousers and gave him a

brave enough to do this was because she was prepared to

to realize that she

neck, his dark eyes looked puzzled. "Your clothes smell like another man's alcohol. Are you going to take it off, or should I?" Elliot said in a hoarse voice that carried a seemingly

froze in

like another man's

Hold on...

her to take her clothes

Right now?

back to reality, she pushed her hands against his

to

up and violently tore the

"Ah!"

of her dress, Avery felt a

in her body boiled as she scowled, "Elliot Foster! You

tossed her on the couch and stared coldly at her exposed shoulders and back. "Remember

held on to the high-end dress that Elliot had just ripped and held back

was the one who had arranged

had also been Shaun's

they would not let

ended up turning them down and

pregnant, so she

way that she would be out

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