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.

Elliot was there, she should just

eat meat yesterday. I hope it suits your taste,” Mrs. Cooper said warmly as she escorted Avery to her seat

like she was sitting on pins and needles with a face

as well have the words “I don’t want

not look straight at her, but

know yourself what to say and

on giving me the money for that dress last night?” Avery

was fine if he wanted her to cooperate and go see Rosalie, but he had to

of milk, “I can wire it over to you

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

much was it?” Elliot asked as he set down his

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

glared at her. She felt

say $4,500

you bother asking me, then?” Avery retorted, then raised her right hand and added,

bruised, so she planned to stop by the drugstore when she

asking

Avery’s wrist and his lips pursed slightly. He wired the

anger simmered down after getting the

I’ll forgive you just because you paid me the money. I wouldn’t

respond to her cruel words, but quietly rolled off

extinguished another third

family was gathered at the

was discharged from the ICU this time, which meant that her condition was a

been

did not have the heart to blame her son

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

his mother’s face which had turned old and frail, he held back some of the words he wanted

about you, Avery? Is Elliot still giving you a

on the other hand, need to take

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

was trying

however, felt

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