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 return

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

like she was sitting on pins and needles with a

as well have the words “I don’t want

did not look straight at her, but he felt

breakfast. You should know yourself what to

you plan on giving me the money for that dress last

her to cooperate and go see Rosalie, but

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

account number!” Avery said as she pulled out her

down

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

at

say $4,500 on

then?” Avery retorted, then raised her right hand and

grabbed yesterday was deeply bruised, so she planned to stop by the drugstore when she had

bad for asking for the extra

pursed slightly. He wired the $4,500 over

anger simmered

forgive you just because you paid me the money. I wouldn’t forgive you even if you gave me

to her cruel words, but quietly

extinguished another

was gathered at the old mansion to visit the

meant that her condition was a lot more serious than the last

you been

to blame her son once she saw him,

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

turned old and frail, he held back some of the words he wanted to

to Avery, then asked, “What about you, Avery? Is Elliot still giving you a hard

said, “He’s not. You, on the other hand,

fine,” said Rosalie. “Avery, Elliot has never dated or gone after a girl before. He might not be that gentle or romantic,

trying to convince

felt

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