As always, it was a gaze that sent a chill down one’s spine.
The color disappeared from Cole’s face as he stumbled a few steps back.
“Avery… I mean, Aunt Avery… It’s late, so I won’t bother you and Uncle Elliot!”
Cole was drenched in a cold sweat as he frantically fled the room.
Avery’s heart tightened as she watched his panic-stricken escape, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Was Elliot awake? Was he not about to die?
She wanted to speak to him, but she could not find her voice. She wanted to take a closer look, but her feet were glued to the ground.
A wave of terror washed over her, and she could not help but back away, and she ran toward the stairs.
“Mrs. Cooper! Elliot’s awake! He opened his eyes!” Avery cried.
Mrs. Cooper rushed up the stairs upon hearing Avery’s voice.
“Master Elliot opens his eyes every day, Madam, but it doesn’t mean he’s awake. Look, he’s not responding to anything we’re saying right now,” Mrs. Cooper said. She then sighed and added, “The doctors said that there’s a very low probability for someone in a vegetative state to wake up.”
Avery still felt a lingering uneasiness and said, “Can I leave the lights on at night? I’m a little scared.”
“Of course,” Mrs. Cooper said. “Go to bed soon. You have to visit the old mansion tomorrow. I’ll wake you in the morning.”
“Okay,” Avery responded.
Once Mrs. Cooper walked off, Avery changed into her pajamas and got into bed.
She sat stiffly next to Elliot and watched his striking features. She stretched her hand out and waved it in front of his eyes.
“What’s on your mind, Elliot?” she asked, but there was no response.
Avery felt a sudden pang of sadness. Compared to what he had to go through, her own pain was nothing.
“I hope you wake up soon, Elliot. If that scumbag Cole gets his cold sleazy hands on all your money, you won’t be able to die in peace.”
Elliot slowly closed his eyes after that.
Avery stared at him in shock as her heart began to thump violently in her chest.
Some people are conscious even when in a vegetative state. Could he have heard what she just said?
She lay down next to him, still feeling unsettled. After a while, she heard the sound of her own sigh.
She was officially Mrs. Foster, and no one would bully her— for now.
How would the Foster family deal with her once Elliot was dead?
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