Chapter 118 Soon after, Elliot opened his eyes and blew out the candles on the cake.
The curtains were pulled back, and light flooded the room once more.
“What did you wish for, Elliot?” Ben asked with a grin.
“Do you always reveal your birthday wishes to people?” Elliot countered.
The room burst into laughter.
Elliot cut a slice of cake and placed it in front of Avery.
“You should eat the first slice,” Avery said as she pushed the cake back to him.
“I can’t eat that much,” Elliot replied.
He picked up a fork, took a bite out of the slice, and pushed it back to Avery.
It was as if they were immersed in their own world, separate from the rest of the room.
The crowd began to roar and make fun of them.
“Should we start calling Miss Tate Mrs. Foster now?”
“Why don’t you give it a try? I don’t think the boss would mind!”
“Hahaha! Miss Tate wouldn’t mind either, right?”
Avery was so embarrassed and uncomfortable that her ears and the back of her neck turned red.
“Quit it, all of you,” Elliot ordered.
“Sure, sure… Let’s eat cake!”
The cake was moved to the other side of the table, sliced up, and distributed.
Once they were done with the cake, lunch officially began.
•”Would you like some wine, Miss Tate?” Ben asked as he held up a bottle of wine.
Avery shook her head and said, “Water is good enough for me.”
“We can’t have that! What about juice or a glass of milk?”
“Water is fine.”
Avery felt a little dizzy.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Elliot and Avery