When His Eyes Opened (Avery and Elliott)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10
The living room instantly fell so silent that one could hear the sound of a beating heart.

Avery stormed back to her room and violently slammed the door shut.

The loud bang rumbled through the entire mansion.

This woman dared slam a door in Elliot Foster’s house. She must not fear death.

Everyone turned their gaze to evaluate Elliot’s reaction. He looked calm and composed as if he was not angry at all.

Normally, if anyone were to make a sound louder than 60 decibels in front of him, he would definitely frown.

The sound of Avery’s slamming door was at least 90 decibels, so why was he not upset?

More importantly, the bottle of wine that Avery had smashed was over thirty thousand dollars. They had not even had the chance to drink it yet.

She broke it without even batting an eyelid.

“D*mn, I heard that Miss Tate’s father passed away a few days ago. Seeing as she showed up in black, she must have just returned from the funeral!”

Someone had mustered up the courage to break the silence.

The woman in the white dress was a senior manager at Sterling Group’s PR department, Chelsea Tierney.

It was her birthday, so she had invited a few of Elliot’s friends to the house to also celebrate his recovery.

Her earlier altercation with Avery was a huge blow to her pride.

Chelsea noticed Elliot’s unbothered expression, but she knew him well enough to know that he could blow up at any moment.

She returned to his side and apologized cautiously, “I’m sorry, Elliot. I didn’t know her father had passed away.”

Elliot snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray. He smoothly picked up his wine glass with his long, slender fingers and downed its contents in one swift gulp.

He placed the empty glass back on the table, then said in a low, sensual voice, “Happy birthday.”

Chelsea’s ears turned red as she responded, “Thank you.”

“Also, Avery Tate isn’t someone you can touch,” Elliot said as he adjusted the collar of his shirt. His voice carried a hint of warning. “Even if she were just a pet in the Foster household, I’m the only one who can push her around.”

Chelsea panicked.

“But you’re about to divorce her, so she would be even less than a pet by then!”

Elliot’s gaze instantly turned ice cold.

wanted, I still

in to clean up the shattered wine bottle and take away the dirtied

up Elliot’s

on Miss Tate,” the man sitting on the other side of Elliot said as he tried to lighten the

three shots as punishment! You may be the birthday girl, but you did

picked up her glass and prepared to take three

his bodyguard who

said

he left the room with reddened eyes. She gulped down

of the night left. Do we keep

course! It would be good for Chelsea to give up, too. Otherwise, she’ll keep

would make her give up! Elliot is still planning to divorce Miss

has a

……

in her

that had held her tears for the

final apology before his death constantly echoed in

had felt for

sobbed until she fell into

up the next morning, her eyes were swollen and

a clean nightgown and walked out of

had not eaten well the past few days, and she was so hungry that her

arrived at the entrance of the dining room, she saw

“Breakfast is ready,

plague. She was scared

of him delaying the divorce

sat down. Mrs. Cooper placed her breakfast in front of her, and she

wine last night costs thirty thousand

His voice was indifferent.

around her fork as her mind went

for a bottle of

wine was

he expecting her to

he think she looked like she could

was drenched

face and said, “This is a warning. If you

hurting upon hearing this, and her appetite

during the early stages of

bout of nausea,

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