Chapter 12
It was nine at night.

Dry leaves rustled on the ground in the fall wind.

Avery emerged from a cab and winced at the sudden chill.

She clutched her purse and quickly rushed toward the front door of the Foster mansion.

In the dark of night, she donned a strappy red dress which was sexy yet enchanting.

When she left the house that morning, she was wearing a t-shirt and casual pants.

The thought that she had deliberately dressed that way to entertain other men made Elliot clench his fists.

Avery only noticed Elliot sitting in the living room couch when she was changing her shoes in the foyer.

He was wearing a black shirt, which made him appear even more gloomy and cold.

The expression on his face was as indifferent as ever, so she did not look at him for long.

Once she had changed her shoes, she hesitated. She did not know whether she should greet him or not.

He did give her that pack of tissues that morning.

Avery walked uneasily into the living room and looked at Elliot.

The atmosphere was different that night. Mrs. Cooper would usually come out to greet her when she arrived home.

Was Mrs. Cooper out?

She took a deep breath as her heart thumped in her chest. She decided to avoid him.

“Come here,” Elliot said icily.

Since they were the only ones in the living room, she could not pretend like she did not hear him.

“What is it?” Avery said as she stopped and glanced at him.

“I said, come here,” Elliot said in a terrifyingly forceful voice.

Avery’s heart tightened, and she involuntarily walked over to him.

She did not dare disobey him even if he was in a wheelchair and did not pose as big of a threat to her.

She walked to his side, looked at his handsome but stern face, and took a deep breath.

“What is it? Is it time for us to get divorced?”

Elliot’s brows furrowed upon hearing her words.

He smelled the faint smell of alcohol emanating from her hair.

She had drunk wine.

as he no longer

gripped her slender wrist as he snarled, “Did you drink with someone? Did

wrist. She wanted to pull her hand

as her eyes welled up with tears. The more she struggled, the harder his grip

trying to hurt her and

me!” Elliot snapped. Seeing her face twist in agony

don’t know

up struggling. By the time she registered the first question, streams of hot tears ran down

didn’t drink, Elliot! I didn’t!” she said with

apple bobbed up and down his throat. The next second, he yanked her into his

drunk, but he clearly

tip of his nose landed on the crook of her

skin carried a

It was odd.

not smell alcohol on her

as she felt Elliot’s nose on

against his wide chest. She was so nervous that she

that he

was still there.

his legs had not fully recovered, and he might not have any feeling in them yet. She

was because

did not seem to realize that she

head from her neck, his dark eyes looked

or should I?” Elliot said in a hoarse voice that carried a

in

like another

Hold on…

her to take her clothes

Right now?

reality, she pushed her hands against his chest

a chance to

picked Avery up and violently tore

“Ah!”

her dress, Avery felt a sudden

body boiled as she scowled, “Elliot Foster! You

on the couch and stared coldly at her exposed shoulders

place,

dress that Elliot had just ripped and held back

had arranged the meeting that

dress had also

her drunk, and they

ended up turning them down and

so she could

way that she would be out drinking with other

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