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.

she should just

mentioned not wanting to eat meat yesterday. I hope it suits your taste,” Mrs. Cooper said warmly as she

on pins and needles with a face

words “I don’t want to see

not look straight at her, but he

know yourself what to say and

you plan on giving me the money

he wanted her to cooperate and go see

cash at home,” Elliot said as he took a sip of milk, “I can wire it over to you

works. Here’s my account number!” Avery said as she pulled out her

asked as he set down his glass of milk and

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

at

say $4,500 on the

raised her

bruised, so she planned to stop

did not feel bad for asking for the

his lips pursed slightly. He

simmered down after getting

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

her cruel words, but quietly rolled off in

extinguished another third of her

that morning, the Foster family was gathered at the old mansion to visit the newly discharged

that her condition was a lot more serious than the last

been feeling, Elliot?”

the heart to blame her son once she saw him, but worried

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

and frail, he held back

gaze to Avery, then asked, “What about you, Avery? Is Elliot still giving you a hard time? You have to tell me if he

not. You, on the other hand,

as long as you and Elliot are fine,” said Rosalie. “Avery, Elliot has never dated or gone after a girl before. He might not be that gentle or romantic, but I hope you can forgive him. He’s a man after all.

trying to convince

however, felt

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255