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.

was there, she should just return

ravioli for you this morning. I made it especially for you since you mentioned not wanting to eat meat yesterday. I hope it suits your taste,” Mrs. Cooper said warmly as she escorted Avery to her seat at the

she was sitting on pins

might as well have the words “I don’t want to see you, Elliot Foster”

her, but he

You should know yourself what to say

on giving me the money for that dress last

her to cooperate and go see Rosalie, but he had to settle

he took a sip of milk, “I can wire it over to you if you’re

Here’s my account number!” Avery said as she pulled out her phone, opened up her account number and passed it

down his

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

at her.

say $4,500 on the

you bother asking me, then?” Avery retorted, then raised her right hand and added, “The extra $500 is for medical

was deeply bruised, so she planned to stop by

asking for the

and his lips pursed slightly.

Avery’s anger simmered down after

just because you paid me the money. I

words, but quietly rolled

another third

the Foster family was gathered at the old mansion to visit the newly

was a lot more serious than

have you been feeling, Elliot?” Rosalie

blame her son once she saw him, but

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

which had turned old and frail, he held back some of the words

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 me if he

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

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

was trying

felt

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