When His Eyes Opened (Avery and Elliott)

Chapter 12

Chapter 12
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.

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.

no longer tried to hide the disgust in

large hand gripped her slender wrist as he snarled, “Did you drink with someone? Did you have

was about to break her wrist. She wanted to pull her hand back but could not move a

me!” she cried as her eyes welled up with tears. The more she struggled, the harder

was deliberately trying to hurt her and

Elliot snapped. Seeing her face twist in agony further angered

I don’t know what you’re talking

the first question, streams

didn’t drink, Elliot! I didn’t!” she said with

his throat. The next second, he yanked

not drunk, but he

nose landed

and delicate skin carried

It was odd.

smell alcohol

felt Elliot’s nose on her skin,

his wide chest. She was so nervous that she forgot to breathe, and her

good thing that he stopped treating

go of her wrist, but the pain was still

any feeling in them yet. She placed her

brave enough to do this was because she was

seem to realize that she had

her neck, his

clothes smell like another man’s alcohol. Are you going to take it off, or should I?” Elliot said in a hoarse

froze in

she smell like another man’s

Hold on…

to take

Right now?

she pushed her hands against his chest and tried

to get

violently tore the

“Ah!”

her dress, Avery felt a sudden chill

in her body boiled as she scowled, “Elliot Foster!

her on the couch and stared coldly at her exposed shoulders and

your place, Mrs.

dress that Elliot had

one who had arranged the meeting that

had also been Shaun’s

tried to get her drunk, and they would not let her go even when

up turning them down and

so she could not

that she would be

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