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.

his arms thanks to routine muscle

up straight despite being in a wheelchair. He would surely be tall and strapping if

herself down at the dining table as Mrs. Cooper set up a place

a word even as Avery picked up

peek at him, which

black holes that could swallow

I’m… I’m Avery

leisurely sipped at it. His voice was dull and indifferent as he said, “I heard

she immediately lost her

you prefer a

calm as he said

color disappeared from Avery’s face, and her mind went

was too eerie, so she forwent etiquette and said, “Master Elliot, the child was Madam Rosalie’s idea. It had nothing

glare at Mrs. Cooper, causing her to lower her head and

Avery began to speak but was

you permission

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

lips and rage seeped into his

his temper, Avery quickly tried to calm

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

picked up his cup of coffee

her stomach ache and began to eat her breakfast without a

up to go get her bag from the room so she could get out

same roof as Elliot made her

We’ll be divorced soon,” Elliot

tracks, but


a couple of days,”

before that she had to be admitted to

wanted to wait until his mother’s condition was stable before discussing

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

her bag about

she saw a familiar

It was Cole.

looked like a scared dog with its tail tucked between its

parents are visiting Grandma at the hospital, so Dad had me come see you,” Cole said as he placed a box of supplements on the coffee

a look at the

employer’s signal. He picked up the

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