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.

looked up as he no longer tried to

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

break her wrist. She wanted to pull her hand back but could not

her eyes welled up with tears. The more

he was deliberately trying to hurt

a good time. Answer me!” Elliot snapped. Seeing her face twist in

time? I don’t

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

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

adam’s apple bobbed up and down his throat. The next second, he

said that she had not drunk, but he clearly smelled

cold tip of his nose landed on the

and delicate skin carried a warm,

It was odd.

not smell alcohol

still as she felt Elliot’s nose on

wide chest. She was so nervous that she forgot

good thing that he stopped treating

let go of her wrist, but the pain was still there. The thought of being abused

any feeling

do this was because she

not seem to realize that she had

lifted his head from her neck, his dark eyes

man’s alcohol. Are you going to take it off, or should I?” Elliot said in a hoarse voice that carried

in

she smell like another

Hold on…

to take her clothes

Right now?

she snapped back to reality, she pushed her

chance to get away and tightened his

Avery up and violently tore the back of her

“Ah!”

protection of her dress, Avery felt a sudden chill on

boiled as she scowled, “Elliot Foster!

on the couch and stared coldly at her

your place, Mrs.

the high-end dress that Elliot had

had arranged the meeting that

also been Shaun’s

drunk, and they would not let her go even when she tried

turning them

so she could

was no way that she would be out drinking with

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