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She tended to his wound as she found a subject to talk about.
“Did you go to my birthday party last night?”
“I didn‘t,” Elliot said as his deep eyes filled with resentment. “I wasn‘t invited.”
Avery was taken aback.
“Oh… Maybe Mike thought that since we‘re divorced…”
“Didn’t you see the guest list?” Elliot was still upset about the matter. “I didn’t. I only found out yesterday that Mike had planned such a huge birthday party for me.”
“What have you been so busy with?” Elliot asked as his seething gaze bore into Avery.
Avery finished tending to his wound, then turned and packed up the first aid kit.
“I’ve been busy with work,” she answered casually.
“You‘re lying. If it‘s work, then why aren‘t you going to the office?”
Elliot sat up straight, then grabbed onto Avery’s arm and continued, “You‘ve been giving me a weird vibe recently. I can’t read you at all.”
“What‘s there to read?” Avery said. “Listen, Elliot. I‘m thankful that you saved me last night and I can buy you dinner… Or I could give you a medal.”
Elliot was taken by surprise as he released Avery‘s arm and said, “I didn‘t save you for your thanks. Take your daughter and go! Also, that bratty son of yours messed with my home’s power and internet today. If you won‘t discipline him, then don‘t mind if I do so myself!”
“I’m sorry,” Avery apologized awkwardly. “I‘ll teach him a lesson when I get back. I promise this won‘t happen again.”
Avery put the first aid kit back where she found it, then picked up Layla and prepared to leave.
“Avery!” Elliot called out as he approached her and handed her a box. “Happy birthday.”
Avery‘s gaze landed on the giftbox in his hand.
She did not know exactly what was inside of it, but she could tell it was something expensive.
“Thank you, Elliot…”
She was about to say that she was grateful for his wish and that there was no need for a gift.
However, she did not get a chance to say any of that, because Layla already accepted the gift for her.
Avery was left speechless.
Elliot let out an inner sigh of relief because he expected Avery to reject him.
“Let‘s go home, Mommy! I miss Hayden and Grandma…” Layla whined sweetly as she nuzzled against her mother‘s shoulder.
“Alright, we‘re going home now,” Avery said.
Her emotions were a mess as she lifted her gaze to look at Elliot and said, “Goodbye.”
Elliot watched as they left.
If Avery‘s children could be as gentle and obedient around him as they were with her, he felt like he could perhaps treat them as his own.
Over at the Starry River Villa, Laura finally saw Avery and the children return home after much anticipation.
“Don’t drive when you’re tired ever again, Avery! That‘s too dangerous!” Laura said through bloodshot eyes.
“I know, Mom. It smells amazing! Did you make my favorite clam chowder?” Avery said as she made her way to the kitchen.
Mike was starving, so he sat himself down at the dining table after washing his hands.
On the other hand, Layla pulled her brother into their room.
“Do you have any idea how awesome I was today, Hayden?” Layla bragged. “I took something back from Dirtbag Dad’s house.”
Hayden stared at his sister‘s face, then said sternly, “Layla, you can‘t just take people‘s things. How is this different from stealing?”
Layla hung her head and pouted as she felt a little guilty.
It was not like she was taking someone else‘s stuff.
She was taking something from her father.
She wished very much that Elliot Foster was not a dirtbag, so she could have a Daddy!
“I‘m not blaming you,” Hayden said as he suddenly changed his train of thought. “You can take whatever you want from Elliot Foster as long as you don‘t get caught.”
Layla broke into an ecstatic beam and said, “Don‘t tell Mommy, Hayden. I‘d be in trouble if she knew.”
“Okay. Put it away for now. Let‘s go eat.‘
“Okay! Hayden, I was so scared when I was alone today. How could all of you leave me behind? ” Layla mumbled after placing the box under the bed. “It‘s a good thing I was brave. Otherwise, I would have been scared to death.”
Hayden took Layla‘s hand and said with remorse, “I won‘t forget you ever again.”
“Good!” Layla said as she was instantly cheered up. “Dirtbag Dad gave Mommy a present, Hayden. Do you think he still loves her?”
Hayden watched his sister‘s innocent little face, then shattered her fantasy.
“A dirtbag is called a dirtbag because he can love multiple women at once. Don’t be fooled by Elliot Foster.”
Layla felt a little disappointed.
She did not dare tell her brother that, even though Elliot was a dirtbag, she could not help but feel drawn to him.
After dinner, Avery called Hayden to her room for a private conversation.
“Do you know what I want to talk to you about, Hayden?”
Hayden hung his head and said nothing.
“What did you promise me before? You said that you would never mess with Elliot Foster again, but you broke your promise,” Avery said as her heart filled with uneasiness. “I know you did it for me today, but this isn‘t the way…”
“I‘m sorry, Mommy,” Hayden apologized as he lifted his gaze. “I won‘t do it again.”
“You don‘t want to get on his bad side, Hayden. We‘re already divorced. If you anger him again one day, and he decides not to take our past relationship into account, he won‘t let us off that easily… I just want you, Layla and Grandma to live a quiet and peaceful life.”
“I know,” Hayden said as he lowered his head once again.
“Bring me your laptop,” Avery said.