Chapter 35 – Love Entangled with Her Unconscious Husband Novel

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The last time Avery saw his face like that was on his computer. His smile was tender and warm as he had his arms wrapped around that woman.

Avery wondered if she would be his mistress if that woman was still alive.

If she was dead, then was she her replacement?

Either way, it made her heart ache and left a bad taste in her mouth.

While Avery was lost in thought, Elliot’s thoughts also wandered.

“Tell me, what exactly do you like about Cole?” he asked as he pulled out his cigarette box. His face was the epitome of an enigma.

“I don’t like him anymore,” Avery said coldly.

If they had not talked things out earlier, she might have continued to use Cole to anger him.

It was childish, but Elliot was always losing his temper over the smallest things.

If she did not retaliate, she would lose her mind.

“Is it because you realized he was nothing but a penniless loser?” Elliot asked as he held the unlit cigarette between his fingers.

“Is money all you think about?” Avery retorted. “Back when Cole was pursuing me, he would write me love letters every day. On the weekends, he would take me to art galleries and music recitals. We would have the most wonderful conversations-”

“Sounds like a load of superficial bullsh*t to me! It’s precisely because all he thinks about is getting into a woman’s pants that his business is a mess,” said Elliot, cutting her off. “What you consider wonderful was nothing but a joke!”

“Have you always been this mature and successful? When I was fifteen, I liked guys who were cute. When I was sixteen, I liked guys with good grades. At seventeen, I was into basketball players. I liked talented guys when I was eighteen… I loved Cole. It’s all in the past, and I might hate him now, but I can’t pretend that all of that meant nothing.” :

“Shut up!” Elliot roared as he snapped his cigarette in half; his eyes were cold. “Go back to your room!”

Avery pursed her lips and stood up.

She did not return to her room but walked to the dining room because she was still hungry.

“Is there anything to eat, Mrs. Cooper?” she asked.

She looked calm and nonchalant as if it were someone else and not her that had just gotten into a fight with Elliot Mrs. Cooper immediately prepared dinner for her.

Avery sat at the dining table, pulled out her phone, and saw a series of text messages from Tammy.

Tammy: (The party’s over! I’m not that into him. He’s a little too soft for me. He didn’t seem to be that into me either, but said that we should go out for dinner next time, probably because of pressure from his family.) Tammy: [He said his parents don’t give him much spending money! How could he possibly have two hundred million? Did you misunderstand?)

Tammy: [l’m going to have dinner with him this weekend! I have to get to the bottom of this! Also, why did you have to leave in a rush?]

Avery replied: (Long story. I’ll tell you once I’ve found the words.]

Tammy called Avery right away after receiving her text.

Avery’s hand clenched her phone.

She glanced at the living room and noticed Elliot was still there.

He would hear everything if she talked on the phone now.

She declined the call and sent Tammy a text: [I can’t talk right now. Let’s talk on campus tomorrow!]

After his shower that night, Elliot paced back and forth in his room in a gray, silk robe.

His weak legs were now filled with energy.

A question was floating around in his head.

It caused deep furrows in his brow and made his heart tighten.

Moments later, he pulled out his phone and called Chad.

“Chad, check and see if there are any art exhibitions or recitals tomorrow. Find something in the afternoon or evening.”

“Yes, sir,” Chad responded. “Is there a specific kind of exhibition or recital that you’re interested in?”

EHS

Chad’s question left Elliot speechless.

He had never gone to art galleries or concert halls.

Even at that moment, he had no interest in them.

“Find something that women would like,” Elliot said.

“Yes, sir. However, women of different ages have different preferences…” said Chad, as he continued his line of questioning. It was the first time he had received such an odd request from Elliot.

Why was Elliot asking about art galleries and recitals?

What led to this massive change in taste?

“Pick something that a woman in her early twenties would like,” Elliot said.

Chad finally understood where all of this was going.

“Of course, sir. I’ll send you the tickets once they’re booked.”

Elliot was not in his office at Sterling Group the next morning.

Ben and Chad seized the opportunity to gossip about their boss.

“Mr. Foster might as well have told me straight up that he wanted to take Avery out,” Chad said with a chuckle. “I wonder what happened between them. I didn’t expect things to progress so quickly. I thought they were getting a divorce!”

Ben was analyzing the situation, then said, “I’m guessing they slept together. Elliot is a stone-cold b*st*rd, but after getting a taste of Avery, I bet he couldn’t control his urges even if he hated her to death.”

“Chelsea would lose her mind if she found out,” said Chad.

“Don’t tell her. She’s spent the past few nights getting drunk, hoping that Elliot would feel bad for her…” Ben sighed. “Who would’ve thought that she would lose to Avery Tate.”

“Fate is a mystery to us all. I wonder why Mr. Foster postponed his whole schedule today,” Chad mused.”

“Don’t look question his personal matters,” Ben advised.

Chad shook his head and said, “I wouldn’t dare.”

There was a lecture by internationally renowned neurology expert, James Hough at Avonsville University that day.

Avery arrived at the auditorium early that morning to get a spot.

The talk went on from 10 a.m. to 11.30 a.m. that morning.

Once the lecture ended, Avery rushed toward the exit.

She greatly admired Professor Hough and wanted to take this rare opportunity to meet him and ask him a question.

She followed the professor’s entourage all the way to the administrative building, where she noticed a black luxury sedan parked at the entrance.

Luxury cars like this were a rare sight no matter the time and place.

Moreover, it was the exact same model as the one Elliot owned.

It was too bad that she did not remember his number plate, so there was no way of confirming whether the car was his or not.

“Why would he come here anyway?” Avery mumbled to herself, then walked into the administrative building.

Avery was approaching the Dean’s office when she noticed the man standing in front of the entrance to b e Elliot’s bodyguard.

Holy crap!

Does this mean that the car she saw really was Elliot’s?

What was he doing here?

Why would he come to the medical college?

Avery was curious and walked straight toward the office entrance.

“Miss Tate?”

The bodyguard recognized her and reached out to grab her.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“I should be asking you that question. This is where I go to college. Is Elliot here?”

She shook off the bodyguard’s grip and looked into the room.

There were three people in there, namely Professor Hough, his assistant, and Elliot. Was Elliot here to see the professor? What for? Was he sick?