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

he snarled, “Did you drink with someone? Did you have

wrist. She wanted to pull her

up with

he was deliberately trying to hurt her and

had a good time. Answer me!” Elliot snapped. Seeing

don’t know

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

didn’t!” she said with eyes

adam’s apple bobbed up and down his throat.

had not drunk, but he

tip of his nose landed on

skin carried

It was odd.

could not smell alcohol

she felt Elliot’s nose on

She was so nervous that she forgot to breathe,

a good thing that he stopped

pain was still

knew that his legs had not fully recovered, and he might not have any feeling in them yet. She placed her hand on his trousers and gave

was brave enough to do this was because she was prepared to deal with

did not seem to realize

lifted his head from her neck, his dark eyes looked

Are you going to take it off, or should I?” Elliot said in a

froze in

she smell like

Hold on…

to take

Right now?

her hands

her a chance to get away and tightened his arms around

and violently tore the back of her dress

“Ah!”

her dress, Avery

blood in her body boiled as she scowled, “Elliot Foster! You

couch and stared coldly at

place,

to the high-end dress that Elliot had just ripped and held back

had

dress had also been

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

them down

pregnant, so she could not

no way that she would be out drinking with

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