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.

The word “too” was said with a strong emphasis.

there, she should

it especially for you since you mentioned not wanting to eat meat yesterday. I

looked like she was sitting on pins and

the words “I don’t want to

her, but

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

me the money for that

to cooperate and go

home,” Elliot said as he took a sip of milk, “I can wire it

my account number!” Avery said as she pulled out her phone, opened up her account number and

he set down his glass of milk

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

glared at

$4,500

retorted, then raised her right hand and added, “The extra $500 is

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

did not feel bad for asking for the extra $500 for

lips pursed slightly. He wired the

simmered down after getting

money. I wouldn’t forgive you

cruel words,

extinguished another third of

a.m. that morning, the Foster family was gathered at

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

have you been feeling,

to blame her son

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

face which had turned old and frail, he

good to 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

and said, “He’s not. You, on the other hand, need to take care

or gone after a girl before. He might not be that

was trying to convince

however, felt extremely

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