Chapter 92 – Love Entangled with Her Unconscious Husband Novel

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Elliot leaped out of bed and felt his heart sink into an icy abyss.

There was no response no matter how many times he called out the professor’s name.

It was not until another hour later that he received a call from the professor’s assistant.

“Mr. Foster, I regret to inform you that Professor Hough has passed away from a chronic illness. I noticed that the last call he made was to you, so I thought you should know.”

A week later, Avery was carefully inspecting the property models at the sales department of the Starry River Villas.

The salesperson noticed her youthful face, then asked, “Which type of property are you interested in, Miss? We have detached villas, townhouses, and semi-detached properties.”

“Do you still have any detached villas available?” Avery inquired.

The salesperson’s eyes lit up at her words, then said, “We do! There’s one left, and the square footage is pretty big. It’s over three thousand square feet… The price is also much higher than the townhouses and semi-detached houses, so—”

“Can we move in right away if I make full payment now?”

The salesperson nodded enthusiastically and said, “Of course! All of our villas are lavishly renovated and come fully furnished.

All you need is your own belongings.”

“Alright. How much is it?”

“Four and a half million dollars. It’s pretty steep, but it’s the last detached villa left in the neighborhood. If you think it’s too much…”

Avery shifted her gaze to the other side of the room.

Laura was carrying Avery’s sleeping daughter, Layla Tate, so they needed a place to put up their feet as soon as possible.

Avery turned back to the salesperson and said, “Show me the place.”

The next moment, Avery left with the salesperson, leaving only Laura and the two children in the room.

Avery’s daughter was fast asleep in Laura’s arms while Avery’s son was standing next to Laura.

The boy’s youthful eyes were twin black obsidian orbs, bright with caution.

He was wearing a cap, a loose, white t-shirt, a pair of gray jeans, and sneakers.

His features were exquisite yet soft, making him look like a young prince out of a storybook.

A saleswoman walked over and offered two pieces of chocolate to the boy.

“How old are you, young man?

“What’s your name?

“Is that your little sister or your big sister in your grandmother’s arms?”

Hayden Tate did not respond to any of the woman’s questions and simply turned his back to her.

Laura flashed the saleswoman an apologetic look and explained, “I’m sorry. He’s not much of a talker.”

“It’s okay. Here’s some chocolate for you,” said the saleswoman as she passed the chocolates to Laura.

She then glanced at Layla’s sleeping face and said, “You have a beautiful granddaughter.”

Soon Avery returned from checking the villa.

She walked over to Laura and said, “The house doesn’t look too bad. Should we just buy it?” Avery had chosen this neighborhood as it was closer to the old Tate estate.

“It’s a little expensive,” Laura said with furrowed brows. “Your father’s old place cost under five hundred thousand dollars.”: Avery chuckled and said, “I wasn’t even born when you guys bought that house! Things aren’t the same anymore.”

She then pulled out a credit card and passed it to the salesperson.

Twenty minutes later, Avery had signed all the necessary papers and left the sales building with her family.

The salespeople gathered together and gossiped away once Avery left.

“I didn’t expect that woman to be so rich! She actually paid for the house in full!”

“She’s so young and she’s already got two kids. I bet it isn’t even her own money!”

“I guess… Her husband must be super rich since she’s so gorgeous.”

At the new detached villa, Laura carried Layla into the bedroom while Hayden trailed along behind them.

“Hayden, I’m going to get some groceries for dinner later. Can you watch your sister?” Laura asked. Hayden nodded, and Laura left the room without worry.

“Avery, I’m going to get some groceries. Get some rest if you’re tired,” Laura said.

Avery opened up their suitcases and took out their belongings one by one.

“Be careful out there, Mom. I’m not tired, so I’ll start unpacking our stuff.”

“Okay, I’ll head out now.”

Once Laura was gone, the house instantly fell into a calm silence.

Avery quickly finished unpacking, then got up and checked on the kids.

Layla was still fast asleep while Hayden lay next to her with his eyes shut.

When Avery left the room, she sighed as a hint of sadness washed over her face.

Hayden was a healthy child, but he was different from other kids.

He was a quiet boy that refused to speak to strangers.

He was already four years old, but he had never gone to school.

Avery had taken him for countless physical examinations.

Every single checkup came out normal, with the exception of his cerebral cortex being much more developed than the average person.

Hayden’s problem was psychological.

However, even the psychiatrists they visited could not solve his issues.

It was a good thing that Layla was fine.

She might not enjoy talking to strangers, but she was at least capable of expression.

Avery’s phone suddenly began to ring.

She picked it up and answered the call.

“Have you found a place to stay, Avery?”

On the other side of the line was Professor Hough’s assistant, Wesley Brook.

“We did. Hayden and Layla are asleep, and my mom’s out getting groceries,” Avery replied.” When are you coming back? We should meet up when you do.” .

“I’ll come see you when I get back,” Wesley said, then his tone turned solemn as he continued, “There’s something I need to tell you. About five years ago, Elliot Foster commissioned the professor to do something for him. It was a top secret matter that the professor didn’t even reveal to me. About three days ago, Elliot Foster started gathering information on Professor Hough’s students.”

“What is he looking for?” Avery wondered.

“When the police were investigating Professor Hough’s death, they found a recording of his last phone conversation with Elliot Foster. During that call, the professor told him that he would pass the case on to a student of his, but he died before he could mention a name. I’m guessing… You’re the student that Professor Hough was talking about.”

Avery was taken aback.

“There’s no way I’ll be able to figure out something that the professor didn’t manage to solve after five years.”

“No one else is more qualified than you are. Professor Hough told me once that your abilities have already surpassed his…”

Wesley paused briefly, then continued, “I know you’re trying to avoid Elliot Foster, so I didn’t include your name in the list of the professor’s students. I only gave him a list of students who became doctors after they had graduated. Nobody knows that you stayed on at the professor’s lab once you had graduated. There’s no way he’ll be able to find out.”

“Thank you, Wesley!” Avery said as she let out a sigh of relief. “Drinks are on me when you get back!”

Her children were her top priority.

For the sake of their safety, she did not want to have any contact with Elliot.

“Don’t mention it. You’re in the same city as him now, so you need to be extra cautious.”

At 9 p.m. that night, Hayden and Layla lay in bed in matching pajamas.

The warm glimmer of the lamp on their nightstand twinkled in their bright, wide eyes.

“Did you find out who our dad is, Hayden?” asked Layla.

Hayden’s face was stern as he answered, “Cole Foster.”

“Huh? Is that his name?” Layla asked excitedly as she grabbed ahold of her brother’s arm.” How did you find out? What does he look like?”

Hayden’s brows furrowed, his cool expression was the spitting image of Elliot.

He got out of bed, and Layla followed right behind him.

Hayden opened up a photo on his laptop and showed it to Layla.

“That’s Cole Foster. That’s our father.”

He had hacked into Avonsville Hospital’s system that afternoon and found Avery’s medical records from four years ago. Her maternal health file at the time stated that the father of the children was Cole Foster.