Chapter 82 – Love Entangled with Her Unconscious Husband Novel

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Elliot finished his food, then made his way over to the bed.

He watched Avery’s tired, sleeping face, and could not help but gently caress her cheeks.

By the time Avery woke up from her deep slumber, it was dark outside.

She shot up and saw Elliot sitting in his wheelchair, with his deep, dark eyes staring straight at her.

Avery blushed, then took a deep breath and asked, “Don’t… Don’t tell me you were watching me sleep the whole time?”

A tint of redness appeared on Elliot’s face.

He changed the subject and said, “Are you hungry? It’s seven now. I told them to carry on with dinner. Let’s eat something else.

Avery agreed, then went to the bathroom to wash her face.

The night brought with it a drastic drop in temperature in Avonsville.

Avery felt chilled to the bone as she wheeled Elliot outside.

“Let’s get some ribs!”

“Sure,” Elliot responded.

There were not many people on the streets, but they were surrounded by a plethora of restaurants.

Avery, who did not have lunch earlier, was now suddenly overcome by a wave of hunger.

“Look, it’s cotton candy! Wait here. I’m going to go get one. I haven’t had it in forever!” Avery said, then made her way toward the cotton candy stall up ahead.

Elliot smiled softly at the sight of Avery’s excitement.

Moments later, Avery was grinning from ear to ear as she held the cotton candy in her hands.

Suddenly, she saw a black car speeding at an alarming rate from the corner of her eye, and it was clearly charging in Elliot’s direction!

The cotton candy fell from her hands as she ran with all her might towards Elliot, her shrilling cry echoing in the cold air… “Elliot! Look out!”

The boom of a gunshot pierced through the night followed immediately by the sound of car tires coming to a screeching halt.

Avery felt like her eardrums were about to burst as she held tightly onto Elliot.

Tears were streaming down her face as her body shook uncontrollably.

The tires of the black sedan had been blown up.

It had swerved and crashed into the cotton candy stand that Avery had purchased cotton candy from.

Elliot had his arms wrapped around Avery as he watched the car from the corner of his eyes.

Someone was trying to kill him but had failed.

Then came the sound of another gunshot.

This time the gun had been pointed at the driver’s seat.

Avery and Elliot were surrounded by cries of terror as people scattered and sought shelter from the danger Avery’s skin was cold to the touch.

Elliot cradled her face in his hands, stared at her terrified face, and said hoarsely, “Don’t be scared. It’s over now.”

Avery’s chest rose and fell at a frantic pace. Uncertainty flickered in her eyes, but she kept her gaze fixed on his face.

“Elliot… Elliot…”

There was so much that she wanted to say, but nothing except his name escaped her lips.

“I’m fine, Avery.”

Elliot picked up her hand and placed her palm against his cheek, then said, “It’s warm, isn’t it?

Avery nodded and tears continued to stream down her face.

“I’m so scared… I don’t want you to die…”

“I’m invincible! Nobody can take my life away unless I allow them,” Elliot said as he held her hand tightly in his. “Let’s go for ribs.”

Avery grabbed onto the handles of his wheelchair and quickly wheeled him into a nearby restaurant.

They had not been sitting for long before Ben and the others rushed over.

“Are you okay, Elliot?” he asked as he sat down next to Elliot. “I knew someone was coming for you when I heard that d*mned gunshot!”

“I’m fine,” Elliot answered. “Let’s eat.”

He picked up a piece of meat and placed it on Avery’s plate.

She was much more settled than she had been earlier.

“Who shot the gun?” she asked as she glanced at Elliot.

She probably would not be having ribs here with Elliot if someone had not blown up the tires on that black sedan.

“We buffed up security after Elliot’s last accident. There was a bodyguard on the roof of the building where we were eating earlier,” Ben explained.

“I see…”

“You must have been terrified, Miss Tate,” Ben said, then passed her a bowl of soup and said,” This will calm you down.”

“I’m not hungry.”

All of the hunger Avery felt earlier had escaped her body.

“I bet you aren’t.” Ben chuckled, then said, “Let’s get the driver to send two home!”

Elliot glanced over at Avery.

“Why are you looking at me?” Avery asked.

Elliot pulled out his phone and began typing.

As Avery was wondering about his strange behavior, she received a text message on her phone.

She picked it up and read his text.

(Do you want to know what I wished for earlier?]

Avery felt like her phone was heating up in her hand!

They were sitting right across from each other, but he sent her a text?!

She wanted to look up at him, but she was too embarrassed with all eyes on the both of them.

Avery: (Tell me if you want.]

Elliot: (I wished that you would come home with me.)

Avery was baffled.

Elliot: [My birthday wish is that you would come home with me.]

Avery placed her phone on the table.

Her mouth suddenly felt dry, so she picked up the bowl of soup that Ben had passed her. Ben knocked on the table, then said,

“Hey! Do you two think we don’t know you’re secretly texting each other right now?”

Avery was afraid that Elliot would blurt out something shocking, so she quickly said, “We’re both full now, so we’re heading home!”

“Sure! We’re full too,” Ben teased. “Full from watching your PDA!”

Rosalie heard the news of the assassination attempt on Elliot and rushed through the night to the Foster mansion.

Her face turned cold at the sight of Avery.

“When Mr. Foster was about to get hit by the car earlier, Miss Avery threw herself at him and wrapped him in her arms!”

The bodyguard had witnessed the entire scene and felt obligated to report what he saw to Rosalie.

“If I hadn’t shot its tires, the car would have crashed right into them. Miss Avery would have been crushed to a pulp and died on the spot. However, her shielding Mr. Foster might have actually given him a chance at survival.”

Bloody images flashed into Rosalie’s mind as she listened to the bodyguard’s description of that night’s events.

“We haven’t had dinner yet, Mother,” Elliot said. “We’re going to get something to eat.”

“Oh… Hurry up and eat, then! I’ll leave in a bit.”

All of the resentment that Rosalie had felt for Avery slowly vanished.

It was during the most dangerous of moments that someone could determine if another ‘person was genuine or not.

Avery had thrown herself in harm’s way without hesitation; all to protect Elliot.

If that courage was not born out of love, then what else could it possibly be? Elliot and Avery emerged from the dining room after dinner.

Avery was about to return to her room when Rosalie spoke to her.

“I know how to distinguish right from wrong, Avery. Thank you for tonight,” Rosalie said. She rose from the couch and stood before Avery. “Let’s leave our grievances behind. I won’t give you trouble as long as you’re true to Elliot. He is my son, and I only hope for the best for him.”

Avery was not used to the sudden change in her demeanor.

After a moment of stunned silence, she said, “It’s late… You should go home and get some rest!”

Rosalie nodded, then said, “Both of you get some rest, too.”

Once Rosalie left the room, the living room faded into silence.

Avery felt like her feet were glued to the ground.

She was too embarrassed to go up to the second floor with Elliot, but how was she supposed to come up with an excuse that would allow her to leave?

He had already told her that his birthday wish was for her to come home with him.

Would he not be disappointed if she left now?

“I took all of my clothes with me when I left last time”

“You can wear some of mine for now,” Elliot interrupted before Avery could finish her sentence. “Change out of the clothes you’re wearing now. They’ll be washed and dried by the morning.”

Avery pursed her lips as her mind went blank.

“You don’t want to?” asked Elliot as he fixed his deep eyes on her. “It’s fine if you want to go back to your mother’s place. I’ll get the driver to take you.”

Avery was speechless.

Setting aside her willingness, or lack thereof, she could tell from Elliot’s tone that he was upset.

Suddenly, Mrs. Cooper appeared out of nowhere and said, “You left behind a set of clothes before, Avery. Let me get it for you.”

This time, Avery had run out of excuses to leave.

After Mrs. Cooper walked away, Avery went behind Elliot and wheeled him toward the elevator. “It’s your birthday today. You can’t get mad on your birthday,” she said, trying to reason with him.

“I’m not mad,” Elliot responded in a calm voice. “I just didn’t want to force you.”

“It’s not that… It’s just…”

“What is it?”

“I left with such confidence and pizzazz before, but here I am again a few days later. It just feels a little bit like a slap in the face.”

“I was not there the last time you left. Your return should be more like a slap in my face, not a slap in yours,” said Elliot.

Avery felt a little better, then asked, “Who helps you wash up at night? Is it still the nurse from before?”

When the elevator arrived on the second floor, Elliot lifted his gaze and looked at Avery with a spark of curiosity in his eyes.