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She shut her laptop, walked over to the bed, and lay down.
She had fallen out of love with Cole a long time ago.
If it were not for Cassandra’s phone call, she would have never thought about them nor would she have felt any of the emotions that she was now experiencing.
The thought of Cole being a gambler and being in danger gave her a strange and complicated feeling.
All of her memories with him were ruined, and she even felt a little disgusted.
It was as if she was in some weird TV show where she was never truly in touch with reality, and she was living a lie.
In the midst of her jumbled thoughts, she fell asleep.
A car pulled up at the Foster mansion at 2 a.m. that night.
Mrs. Cooper was awakened by the bodyguard who was on night duty. She rushed into the living room to see Rosalie’s furious face. “Get Avery Tate down here!” Rosalie yelled before sitting down on the couch.
Mrs. Cooper immediately ran over to the guest bedroom.
A groggy Avery walked into the living room five minutes later.
The tense atmosphere in the room instantly woke her up.
“I always thought that you were an innocent little girl, but you have been lying to me all this time!” Rosalie snapped as she trembled with rage. “I never knew you dated Cole. Why didn’t you tell me?! If I knew this from the beginning, I never would have made you Elliot’s wife! This whole thing is preposterous!”
“None of you asked me about it, nor did you care about my feelings. You just treated me like a pawn. If you’re upset that the pawn you chose was a tainted piece, then you only have your own self to blame,” Avery said nonchalantly.
Rosalie shot to her feet and wobbled over to Avery.
“Fine, say I was wrong! But what do you have to say about framing Cole tonight?!”
‘l framed him? Are you talking about how he got in trouble after gambling?”
Avery’s retort left Rosalie at a loss for words.
You know very well that nobody would lay a finger on him if he didn’t go looking for trouble himself. Instead of educating him, you’ve come to put the blame on me. This means that me being a part of the Foster family is a sin in and of itself.”
Avery’s eyes reddened as her emotions got the better of her.
Rosalie could no longer hold back and landed a hard slap on Avery’s face.
The sound of her palm coming in violent contact with Avery’s cheek echoed through the large living room.
Avery’s cheek burned as hatred rose in her eyes. “Yes, I framed Cole on purpose. He betrayed me and I wanted revenge,” Avery said in a voice that was much clearer and more stable than before. ‘Also, as long as I’m by Elliot’s side, you can forget about having grandchildren.’
Rosalie raised her arm once again to give Avery another slap, but the energy suddenly escaped from her body and she fell to the couch..
Avery did not reach out to help her, but Mrs. Cooper rushed over.
Elliot made his way over from the stairs immediately after.
He was in a gray silk robe, and his face was chillingly stern. Avery did not want to see him at all. Not even for a second.
Before Elliot reached the living room, Avery quickly ran back to her room.
Rosalie was having trouble breathing, and she felt like she was about to suffocate, but the sight of Elliot immediately calmed her down.
“Elliot… My son…” Rosalie weakly reached out her arm to Elliot, who hurried over and held her. “Divorce Avery Tate… Go tomorrow… Get a divorce…” Rosalie said with tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry, my son… I was blind… I found you such a dirty woman…”
Elliot lifted his hand to wipe the tears off of his mother’s face, then said, “Don’t meddle in my affairs with Avery, Mom. You also don’t need to bother with Cole.”
“Cole got his finger chopped off… He must be in so much pain! He said you did it, but I know that isn’t true … How could you do something so cruel to your own family? You’re not that kind of person…”
“If you bring up this nonsense in front of me again, I’ll get the driver to send you home right now,” Elliot said with a frightening expression on his face. “I won’t divorce Avery. Unless I decide to do so myself, no one can make me.”
Rosalie dejectedly took in a deep breath, then said, “Did you fall in love with her? For her… You’re willingt o turn your back on your brother’s whole family…”
Elliot let go of his mother, shifted his gaze to the old mansion’s driver, and said, “Take my mother home.”
After that, he turned and made his way upstairs.
Rosalie watched her son’s back and could not hold back her tears.
How could he be so heartless?!
It was all Avery Tate’s fault!
Elliot never used to be like this!
Avery’s appearance had destroyed the relationship between uncle and nephew, which was what led to this whole fiasco.
Avery sat in bed with her back against the headboard and her head slightly tilted back.
Her cheek stung, and her heart hurt.
The bruise on her face would go away after a few days, but the pain in her heart might never disappear.
Even if she thought she was over it, if something triggered her one day, traces of that night would still resurface.
At 8 a.m. the next morning, Elliot sat at the dining table for breakfast.
He suddenly turned to Mrs. Cooper and said, “Call Avery down.”
Mrs. Cooper made her way over to the guest bedroom but frantically returned moments later.
“Madam Avery isn’t in her room. She might have gone out. Let me ask the front gate,” Mrs. Cooper reported to Elliot, then walked toward the front yard. She returned shortly after and said, “Madam Avery left around six this morning. Should I give her a call?”
Mrs. Cooper was a little worried about Avery.
Rosalie’s slap was not a light one.
Avery might look soft and gentle, but she was a proud woman.
Mrs. Cooper dialed her number but was met by nothing but the cold beeping dial tone.
“Her phone’s turned off,” Mrs. Cooper said in a low voice.
Avery left at 6 a.m., and she had turned off her phone.
She would not be upset enough to do anything stupid, right?
A slap was not reason enough to seek death, but some people might lose control of their actions when they were triggered.
Elliot’s expression was stone-cold as he put down his coffee cup and left the dining room without a word.
He stopped in the living room, pulled out his phone, and called his assistant.
“Chad, look up Avery Tate’s mother’s phone number for me.”
“Yes, Sir. I’ll get that for you right away,” answered Chad. Once he got Laura Jensen’s number, he immediately dialed it. “Sorry, the number you are trying to call is not reachable. Please try again later.”
What was going on? Both Avery and her mother had their phones turned off?!
Avery was in the middle of getting an ultrasound at an unknown county hospital.
“The babies are developing nicely… Come back for an anomaly scan when you reach the five-month mark, ” said the doctor.
“Thank you, Doctor,” Avery said as she let out a sigh of relief.
“Don’t mention it. I was really close to your mother back in school,” the doctor said as she passed a copy of her ultrasound scan to Avery. “She told me that the father doesn’t want kids, so you came all the way out here for your checkup… Avery, raising two kids by yourself isn’t going to be easy!”
Avery took the copy of the scan, smiled, and said, “It’s fine. I can do it!”
“As long as you’re prepared.”
“I’ll get out of your hair now. I’ll call you again before we come by next time,” Avery said, then left the examination room.
Laura saw her walk out, then immediately walked up to her and asked, “How are the babies? Is everything alright?”
“Everything’s normal. Are you tired, Mom? I’m exhausted!” Avery said as she yawned.
She had not slept the night before.
After leaving the Foster mansion at six that morning, she had met up with Laura and taken a three-hour, bumpy bus ride out here.
She almost fell asleep on the bus a few times, but she held on.
Now that the checkup turned out fine, a weight was lifted off of her shoulders, and she wanted nothing but to have a good sleep.
“Should we just get a room at a motel and rest a bit?”
Avery’s tired face made Laura’s heartache.