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Avery took a breath, then continued, “It doesn’t exactly have the best career prospects, though. Most of the people who major in art history at the college come from rich families.”
“Your father left you the company in the end. He wasn’t going to leave you without a future,” Elliot said.
“He never mentioned anything about it to me before he died. He cheated on my mother and was always indifferent when it came to me. I hated him.”
“Perhaps he thought that he had already let your mother down, so he didn’t want to do the same to your stepmother.”
“How would you know? Are all men like that?”
“Aren’t we talking about your father?”
“Even so, why do I feel like you can sympathize with him?”
At the end of that sentence, Avery felt like they were on the verge of starting a fight, so she quickly changed the subject.
“Did you pick out your outfit to match mine tonight?” she asked.
She was wearing blue over white, while Elliot was wearing white over blue.
Avery’s jacket may have been a deeper shade of blue, but it was hard to disagree if anyone said they were wearing matching outfits.
Her question put Elliot on the spot.
Why did she have to state the obvious?
“Yes, I did,” Elliot answered truthfully, leaving Avery speechless.
When they arrived home, Avery took a shower first.
Once she was done, Elliot entered the bathroom.
While Avery was lying in bed with her phone, Elliot’s phone screen suddenly lit up. She picked up his phone and saw a text message from Ben.
Avery could not help herself, and she tapped on the text message from Ben.
(Your wife’s got a great voice! It’s a shame she’s not a singer!) Avery had not expected to be able to access Elliot’s phone.
She would not have been able to get in if he had set a passcode, but he did not have one set up.”
After Ben’s text came through, he sent over a video of Avery’s performance.
Tammy had sent her the same video earlier and told her that she was going viral on the college ‘s online forum Avery returned to the home screen and placed the phone back where she had found it.
It was at that moment that her finger slipped and opened up Elliot’s photo gallery, revealing the photos within When Elliot emerged from the bathroom after his shower, Avery gestured at him, and he immediately sat on the bed.
“I suddenly feel like cooking. Should I cook for you from now on?” Avery asked.
Elliot looked at her, confused.
“Are you serious?”
“I am!” Avery answered with enthusiasm. “I can’t guarantee that I’d be any good at it. I’ve never really cooked before.”
“You could try tomorrow,” Elliot suggested.
“Okay!” Avery responded, then glanced at his gray bathrobe and said, “You look good in light colors. You should wear it more.”
“I still got called your uncle, though.”
“How do you know he didn’t do that on purpose?” Avery teased, then cradled Elliot’s face in her hands and said, “You looked very handsome tonight.”
Elliot clasped his large hand over hers as a hint of suspicion flashed across his deep eyes.
“Why are you suddenly so passionate?” Avery’s cheeks flushed under his smoldering gaze.
She nestled her face in the nook of his neck, then uttered sweetly, “No reason. I just felt like hugging you.”
A wave of warmth enveloped Elliot’s heart at the sound of Avery’s words. He opened up his arms and wrapped them around her.
Time flew by after Christmas.
Elliot either spent his days working in his study or watching Avery cook in the kitchen.
Avery, on the other hand, spent all of her time and energy perfecting her cooking.
On New Year’s Eve, Rosalie called first thing in the morning reminding them to visit her.
Avery and Elliot took their time with breakfast, then headed out for the old mansion.
“Should we have lunch with your mother later?” Elliot suggested as he held Avery’s hand.
She had rejected his idea to bring Laura along to the old mansion.
Even if Avery agreed, Laura would not.
Avery flashed a smile at Elliot and said, “It’s fine. I just want to spend time with you today. It’s our first New Year’s Eve together after all.”
“There will be many more to come,” Elliot said.
Avery looked out the window and said, “Look at that snow! It’s perfect for making a snowman. Let’s do that later!”
Elliot was about to tease her for the childish suggestion, but he kept quiet.
He did not want to ruin her good mood.
After lunch, Avery dragged Elliot out to build a snowman.
The rest of the Foster family huddled aside and watched them from afar.
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It was the first time in years that they had seen Elliot laughing and behaving like a kid!
“Are you happy, Elliot?” Avery asked suddenly as she stared at the finished snowman.
“I am.” “I’m happy as long as I’m with you,” Elliot thought but kept those words to himself.
Avery and Elliot went home in the afternoon to rest because they planned on staying up to ring in the new year.
Once Elliot was asleep, Avery opened her eyes and stared at his face.
She felt as if she could never watch him for long enough.
It was a shame that she could not stop time.
It would be perfect if everything could come to a stop at this moment.
When Elliot woke up around four in the afternoon, Avery was not next to him.
He got out of bed and went downstairs to look for her.
“You’re up!”
Avery was in the middle of making dinner.
“I’m thinking of making steak tonight. What do you think?”
Elliot stood at the entrance to the kitchen and watched as she worked away.
“How about I make dinner?” he asked.
“You cook?” Avery exclaimed with a look of surprise on her face, then took off her apron and said, “Be my guest! I’ve never tried your cooking before!”
“I’ve never cooked before, but I can follow a recipe,” Elliot said as he took the apron from Avery. “Take a break in the living room.”
“Can I stay here and watch?” Avery asked with sparkling eyes.
Elliot did not refuse but pulled up a chair for her.