It was Elliot who had almost choked him to death, and it was also Elliot who bullied his mother. Shea had never done anything to harm them. Mike came back with his laptop. He greeted Shea with a smile when he saw her, "Hi, Shea!"Shea felt slightly awkward as she looked at Mike.Mike smiled gently at her. "Are you here alone?""My brother will be here later," she said."Oh. How's your wound recovering?" Does your head still hurt?" Mike studied her beautiful wig and reached out to touch it.Shea shook her head. "It doesn't hurt as long as I don't touch it."Mike leaned toward her before parting his hair to show her the wound on his head. "See, we have matching wounds."Shea was taken by surprise at first, but soon, she nodded with a smile. "Is there something wrong with your head as well?""Yeah! But I'm better now, so you should work hard to recover as well!""Yep! I have something important to do once I recover!""Oh? What's that?"Shea froze, and she immediately ran back
"Big Brother, do I have my own identification card?" Shea asked."Why are you asking about this out of the blue?" Elliot said."Because everyone has their own identification cards, and I want one too.""You do, but it's at home.""Oh… Can you give it to me when we go home later?" Shea smiled."Why do you need it?" Elliot helped her find an empty seat."It's my identification card, so I should keep it." Shea opened her purse and took out a brand-new phone. "Big Brother, I bought a new phone. I can make calls now."Puzzled, Elliot looked up at the bodyguard.The bodyguard immediately explained, "Miss Shea bought it when she went shopping yesterday. She even registered a sim card using Mrs. Scarlet's identification card."Shea had changed drastically, and Elliot was slightly taken by surprise. Feeling proud of her progress, he said, "Shea, you can get a sim card with your own identification card.""Okay! When will we go home, Big Brother?"She could not wait to go home."We ne
"What are you doing here? Are you here for the drama?" said Mike.Elliot ignored Mike and took the empty seat next to Avery. Avery fluttered her lashes before she said, "That's Eric's seat.""This is my seat!" he gritted out angrily. "Don't worry. He will be seated at this table as well."Avery realized that he had approached Jun and had him change the seating. Once Elliot took his seat, Shea walked over and sat down next to him.Noticing how uncomfortable Avery was, Mike got up immediately to exchange seats with her; but before he could say anything, Shea beat him to it."Mike, can I change seats with you?"Mike was sitting next to Hayden, and she wanted to sit next to Hayden.Mike was not sure how to reject Shea, and neither did she gave him the chance to do so. Shea approached Mike, and Mike had no choice but to give her his seat.After that, it did not matter if Mike changed his seat with Avery because she would still be sitting next to Elliot either way.Mike summoned
Elliot had texted his family doctor earlier, and he had described Avery's symptoms to the doctor. The doctor had told Elliot that Avery could either be ill or pregnant.Elliot quickly dismissed the former, as Avery was a doctor herself; if she truly was terminally ill, she would not be attending Tammy's wedding, not to mention the party the night before.However, the question of what could cause a person to lose this much weight in such a short period of time if not a terminal illness still plagued Elliot's mind.Not only that, Avery could clearly still eat. She merely avoided meat, and she consumed plenty of fruits and vegetables. 'Were those not the symptoms of pregnancy?' thought Elliot. Everyone at the table was stunned by Elliot's words.Mike was slightly annoyed, and he had also been taken slightly by surprise that Elliot had managed to realize what was wrong with Avery in such a short period of time. "Avery's not pregnant," he said vehemently.Avery was on pins and needle
She was already two months pregnant, and he had just found out about it. Avery met his eyes, which were burning with rage, and said in frustration, "You always manage to find a way to humiliate me!"'Whose child does he think it would be, if not his?' she thought, 'Eric's, maybe Mike's?'"If it's mine, why didn't you tell me?!" Elliot did not realize that there was a flaw in his suspicion-filled thoughts. Her actions had brought back memories of their past.This was not the first time she had hidden her pregnancy from him. He hated how she had kept him in the dark, toying with him like a fool. "Don't you ever get tired of this, Elliot?" She stared at the furious expression on his face and said in desperation, "I am… I am so tired… No matter what happens, you can always find a reason to be mad at me! Who do you think I am? What exactly am I to you?!"Avery pressed the button to open the elevator doors.Elliot glanced at the display screen and realized that they had only reached
Her eyes were red with rage. "And what if I have a miscarriage?"Her question had caused a lump to form in Elliot's throat, and he fell helplessly silent."The baby is barely three months old, there is no certainty that it will survive! If you keep pissing me off every single day, I can assure you that it won't." Avery watched as Elliot gaped at her words. She felt a rush. She was finally able to retaliate.He moved his lips, but in the end, he could not say a single word. He knew that he should not provoke her any further when he remembered how hopeless Avery appeared to be while in the hospital. She had plenty of chances to get rid of the baby before, but she did not. She suffered from morning sickness in silence, she had lost so much weight, and still, she had not gotten rid of the child. That was proof enough that she intended to carry it to term. Elliot slowly began to regain his composure.Avery calmed down and unlocked her phone to find messages from Mike, Tammy, and Eri
He walked to the living room and stood still, waiting for Avery to follow him."What else do you want to talk about?" She walked toward the stairs, longing to go upstairs and rest."Are you going to sleep?" He studied her slim frame and lowered his defenses."Yeah. We can talk first, though, if that's what you want."Avery remained standing by the stairs. She did not want to get close to him, for every time she caught a whiff of his scent, her heart would clench with pain. It was a scent that she was so familiar with, yet destiny had made it so that their hearts were miles apart."Go to sleep!" He sat down on the couch. "I will leave in a while.""Oh…" She looked away from him and went upstairs.Elliot stood up from the couch as soon as Avery was upstairs. He had finally realized how self-centered and selfish he had been all this while. He had never truly understood what she wanted. He had thought that he had given her everything he could, and he blamed her for not accepting him
She immediately tensed. Since she had her back to him, she could not see his face, and she had no idea as to what he was trying to do. She found herself at a crossroad. 'What should I do if he tries something?' she thought to herself.To her surprise, he did not move after lying down.She could feel his breath drift across her skin, and she could hear his strong steady heartbeat. His breathing slowed, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, the way he would when they had still been in love all those years ago.She opened her eyes as her mind drifted back to the past. Tears began to gather in her eyes as the men behind her slept. She lifted his arm off of her and sat up. Wiping her tears away, she studied Elliot as he slept. Her gaze traveled to his chest, and she suddenly felt the urge to see the wound on his chest. She began unbuttoning his shirt.As soon as she unbuttoned the first button, he scowled and instinctively shoved her hands away.She looked at him and thought