Elliot and Avery

Chapter 12

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.

 

of alcohol emanating from

 

She had drunk wine.

 

as he no longer tried to hide the disgust in his

 

slender wrist as he snarled, “Did you drink with someone? Did

 

Elliot was about to break her wrist. She wanted

 

You’re hurting me!” she cried as her eyes welled up with tears.

 

he was deliberately trying to

 

Elliot snapped. Seeing her face

 

time? I don’t

 

struggling. By the time she registered the first question, streams of

 

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

 

apple bobbed up and down his throat.

 

drunk, but

 

landed on the crook of her

 

delicate skin carried a warm,

 

It was odd.

 

not smell

 

Elliot’s nose on her

 

so nervous that she forgot to breathe, and her heart forgot

 

a good thing that he stopped treating her

 

but the pain was still there. The thought of being

 

any feeling in them

 

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

 

to realize that

 

his head from her neck,

 

going to take it off, or should I?”

 

in stunned

 

smell like another

 

Hold on…

 

wanted her to take

 

Right now?

 

she pushed her hands against his chest and tried

 

give her a chance to get

 

picked Avery up and violently tore the back of her dress in

 

“Ah!”

 

Avery felt a

 

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

 

the couch and stared coldly at her exposed shoulders and

 

place,

 

that Elliot had just ripped and held back her

 

one who had arranged the

 

dress had also been Shaun’s

 

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

 

them

 

so she

 

would be

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