Chapter 908

If only his father was an ordinary father like any other, he would not have become Elliot Foster, known for being ferocious and cruel.

Avery stared at him dazedly, unable to say a word.

She had never imagined that behind his seemingly successful life, hid such a miserable past. She had thought that she had it hard enough after her father's affair, her parents' divorce and being bullied by her step-mother, she hadn't expected that Elliot had it worse than her.

Her misery was on the outside and everyone knew about it; whereas his could only be hidden away within his heart.

"Don't look at me like that, Avery." He scowled. "I don't need your pity."

She shook her head. "I'm not pitying you. I am just thinking if we would have saved all the trouble if only you had told me this earlier."

"My personality made it impossible for me to tell you any earlier than this," he said as he strolled forward. "My love for you accumulated day after day until it reached a certain level, before I could