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.

should just

some vegetarian 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

pins and needles with a face of

the words “I don’t want to see you, Elliot

her, but he

should know yourself what to say and what not to say,”

did you plan on giving me the money for that dress last night?” Avery asked

cooperate and go see Rosalie, but he had

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

said as she pulled out her phone, opened up her account number and passed it over to

as he set down his glass of milk

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

eyes and glared at her. She felt no

say $4,500 on

raised her right hand and added, “The

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

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

pursed slightly. He wired the $4,500 over

simmered

you paid me the money. I

to her cruel words, but quietly rolled off in his

extinguished another third of

was gathered

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

been feeling,

blame her son once she

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

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

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

shook her head and said, “He’s not. You, on

after a girl before. He might not be that gentle or romantic, but I hope

trying to

however, felt extremely

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