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

since you mentioned not wanting to eat meat yesterday. I hope it suits your taste,” Mrs. Cooper said warmly as she escorted Avery to her seat at the

sitting on pins and needles with a face

words “I don’t want to see

but he felt the resistance emanating from

breakfast. You should know yourself what to say and

me the money for that

cooperate and go see Rosalie, but

a sip of milk, “I can wire

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

was it?” Elliot asked as he set down his glass of milk and pulled out

“Five thousand,” Avery responded.

eyes and glared at her. She felt no

it say $4,500 on the

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

wrist that Elliot had grabbed yesterday was deeply bruised, so she

bad for asking for

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

of Avery’s anger simmered down after getting

money. I wouldn’t forgive you even if you gave me another $4,500,”

her cruel words, but quietly rolled off in

extinguished another third of her

morning, the Foster family was gathered at the old

her condition was

been

heart to blame her son once she

“Pretty good,” Elliot replied.

he held back some of the words he

good to hear,” Rosalie said as she shifted her gaze to Avery, then asked, “What about you, Avery? Is Elliot still giving you a hard time? You have to tell me

and said, “He’s not. You, on the other hand, need to take care of

are fine,” said Rosalie. “Avery, Elliot has never dated or gone after a girl before. He might not be that gentle or romantic,

trying to convince

however, felt

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