Chapter 5
Avery was so startled that she could not help but take a few steps back.

Elliot was like a savage beast that had awakened from a deep slumber. There was nothing scary about him when he was asleep. Now that he was awake, however, there was a menacing air of danger around him.

Mrs. Cooper walked out of the room and shut the door.

She saw Avery who looked like a deer caught in headlights and said gently, “Don’t be afraid, Madam. Master Elliot just woke up, so he might not be able to accept the news yet. Let’s get you to the guest room for tonight, and we’ll talk in the morning. Madam Rosalie loves you, so she might just be on your side.”

Avery’s mind was in a frenzy. She had thought about how Elliot might die any day, but she never thought about the possibility that he might regain consciousness.

“Mrs. Cooper, my things are still in the room…” Avery said as she glanced at the door of the master bedroom, hoping to enter and take all of her belongings.

Judging by the vicious glare that Elliot had aimed at her earlier, she had a strong feeling that he was not going to accept her as his wife.

She needed to be ready to leave the mansion at any time.

Mrs. Cooper let out a sigh and said, “Let’s leave it there for now if it’s nothing too important. I’ll get it for you tomorrow.”

“Okay,” Avery responded, then asked, “Are you afraid of him?”

“I’ve worked for him for a long time,” said Mrs. Cooper. “He may look scary, but he has not made things difficult for me.”

Avery grunted in response, then spoke no further.

She might be his wife, but strictly speaking, this was their first meeting. It was understandable that he might act hostile toward her.

Avery did not sleep well that night. Her mind was filled with a million chaotic thoughts.

Elliot’s recovery had completely disrupted the pace of her life.

……

At eight in the morning the next day, Mrs. Cooper retrieved all of Avery’s belongings from the master bedroom and sent them to the guest room she was in.

“It’s time for breakfast, Madam,” said Mrs. Cooper. “Master Elliot is already in the dining room. You should go there too! Talk to him and get to know each other a little.”

“I don’t think he wants to get to know me,” Avery grimaced.

“You still need to have breakfast. Come on, now! He didn’t even get mad when I told him that Madam Rosalie likes you! His attitude might be a little better today,” said Mrs. Cooper.

When Avery arrived at the dining room, her eyes fell on the wheelchair-bound Elliot.

move his

straight despite being in a wheelchair. He

uneasiness, Avery sat herself down at the dining table as Mrs. Cooper set

even as Avery picked up

peek at him, which immediately

bottomless black holes that could swallow

Avery

up his cup of coffee and leisurely sipped at it. His voice was dull and indifferent as he said, “I heard that you might be pregnant

she immediately lost her

a surgical

tone was calm as he said those

face,

Cooper felt that the topic was too eerie, so she forwent etiquette and said, “Master Elliot, the child was Madam Rosalie’s idea. It had nothing to do with

mother to pressure me,” Elliot snapped as he shot a glare at Mrs. Cooper, causing her to lower her head and shut

but was

you permission to say

said, “What should I call you otherwise? Should I

pursed his thin lips and rage seeped

temper, Avery quickly tried to calm

Ask the cleaning lady, Mrs. Wilson if you don’t believe me. I asked her

remained silent. He picked up his cup of coffee and

and began to eat her breakfast without a

got up to go get her bag from the

roof as Elliot

be divorced

in her tracks,

going right

couple of days,” Elliot

the night before that she had to be

wait until his mother’s condition was stable

just let me know when,” Avery said before she rushed back to her

her bag about five

a familiar silhouette in

It was Cole.

looked like a scared dog with its tail tucked between its legs as he stood

had me come see you,” Cole said

look at

He picked up the goods from the table

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