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Soon, Chelsea came down.
She came out from an elevator and walked towards Avery. She glanced at her with a fierce gaze.
“Didn’t you just have an abortion? Don’t you need to lie in bed and rest?” mocked Chelsea.
Avery had a natural makeup look that day, so she looked alright. She said, “Chelsea, you go to great lengths for this, but does Elliot agree to marry you?”
Chelsea was not angry, instead, she smiled like a victor. She said, “He won’t stay with you even if he won’t marry me. Avery, he just allowed you to have an abortion. That’s merciful enough for you. If I were him, I’m afraid I would kill you.”
“Oh, it appears that you’re familiar with illegal deeds.”
“Do you think you can ruffle my feathers with that? You’re such a clown right now.” Chelsea smirked with her red lips, and insulted her. “Freaking loser!”
Avery was unbothered. She asked, “Chelsea, have you ever worn a puffy dress in front of Elliot?”
Chelsea arched her eyebrow and said, “So immature! I never wear puffy dresses! Why do you ask?”
“I finally figured out why Elliot doesn’t like you.” Avery smirked and got close to her ear. “Elliot likes the cute type. He likes women in puffy dresses.”
Chelsea laughed like she heard the funniest joke ever.
“I already slept with Elliot. You haven’t, right? He likes women in puffy dresses, and he also likes women i na hime haircut. Oh yeah, the dresses better be pink. If you dress that way, he’s bound to like you more,” said Avery.
Chelsea froze up.
She knew Elliot for more than ten years, but Elliot was never physically affectionate with her.
However, Avery knew him for less than three months. She could not believe that they slept together.
Chelsea had to believe what Avery was talking about.
“Why are you telling me this? Why would you help me?!” questioned Chelsea.
Recause I want a divorce with Elliot. He’s dead to me. I just want my freedom back. Is that a good enough reason?”
Avery had a cold gleam in her eyes. Pink puffy dresses and a hime haircut, those were the distinct features of that woman in Elliot’s laptop. If Chelsea dressed like that in front of Elliot, she knew that he would go mad. Perhaps, he would choke Chelsea to death.
Friday, afternoon.
“Madam, Master Elliot will be back tonight. You should come back too!”
Avery had been living at her mom’s place ever since Elliot forced her to have an abortion.
“Alright. It’s time that I end things between me and him.” Avery hung up and went to Elliot’s mansion.
It was seven in the evening.
Elliot’s plane landed at the airport.
He hopped into a black Rolls-Roice with the escort of his bodyguards.
Once he was seated, he realized that Chelsea was in there.
“Elliot, how’s my new hairstyle?” Chelsea wore a pink puffy dress. She tucked her hair behind her ear and seductively smiled at him.
Chelsea wanted to surprise him in the car.
Elliot quickly glanced at Chelsea and was no longer calm.
He was tensed and his face was as cold as ice. Tension arose in the car.
Chelsea noticed that. She felt anxious.
“What’s wrong, Elliot? Don’t you like my hairstyle? Or is it because this dress is ugly…?” Chelsea was nervous. Her voice was slightly trembling.
Elliot slapped her harshly!
Her body flung towards the car door.
“Scissors!” Elliot clenched his fist and spat that word out.
The bodyguards outside the car received the order and immediately ran to buy scissors.
Chelsea shivered in the car. She held her stinging cheek as she tasted blood from the corner of her mouth.
She was confused.
Utterly confused.
She had been with Elliot for ten years. Elliot was never that angry with her during those ten years.
Avery Tate!
That was her idea!
“Elliot! Let me explain! Avery told me to dress like this, and to have a hime haircut! Avery wants to piss you off. It’s not my fault!” Chelsea cried and grabbed onto Elliot’s arm. She tried to explain with tears in her eyes.
The bodyguards returned with scissors.
Elliot ordered, “Cut off her hair! And that dress!”
Chelsea jolted. The light in her eyes slowly faded away…
Why was he offended by the hairstyle and the puffy dress?
She could not figure it out.
However, how did Avery know that?
The bodyguards dragged Chelsea out of the car. Then, they closed the door.
Elliot softly ordered, “Drive.”
Avery had been waiting in the living room after she ate dinner.
She already packed her things.
She was waiting for Elliot to come back, so that she could discuss the divorce with him.
Around eight, a Rolls-Roice slowly drove into the front yard.
Mrs. Cooper quickly walked out to welcome him.
Avery anxiously looked outside.
The autumn night was cold. The view was glazed in a hazy chill.
Elliot sat in a wheelchair. The bodyguard pushed him into the living room.
He was still wearing a black blouse and black sweatpants. He had an intimidating and unfriendly look.
“Elliot Foster, when are we getting divorced?” asked Avery with the courage she mustered. Elliot looked up at her and asked, “Divorce?”
“It’s the weekend tomorrow. Let’s get the divorce settled on Monday!” Avery continued.
Faced with her fervent impatience, Elliot nonchalantly pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
Avery furrowed her brows. She could not figure out what he was thinking.
Could it be that he did not want to go through with the divorce?
Otherwise, he would not be so indifferent.
Avery took a deep breath and said, “Can you really handle being cheated on? I wouldn’t want to see me for the rest of my life if I were you. You have to divorce me! You’d be an idiot not to!”
Elliot coolly exhaled a smoke ring as he followed her with his dark eyes, watching her performance.
“Have you met with Chelsea? That must have p*ssed you off, right? That’s good because it was all my idea! I did it just to mess with you!”