The only reason Avery asked Elliot that was because he had looked terrifying when he had been strangling Hayden!
Avery got afraid just by thinking about it.
Who would attack a five-year-old?!
Elliot looked up at Avery upon her question.
“Not only that,” he growled, his low voice was a low rumble. “Rape, murder, kidnap, robbery, I’ve done everything.”
Avery was speechless. He looked and sounded serious. She was so shocked that she did not know what to say.
“Avery, don’t pretend as if you care for me. You don’t care about the things that I have done in the past.” Slightly distracted, he tapped his cigarette against the ashtray. “You only care about your two children. I have long warned your son. Don’t piss me off,” he said, in a slow measured manner.
“He will never do that again!” Avery said. Her voice was high, betraying how unnerved she was.
Elliot placed his cigarette into the ashtray. He got up from the chair and walked over to the bed.
“Avery, I don’t owe you anything. Don’t yell at me! My patience has its limits!” He glared at her with hostility. His eyes were red.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Then, the door was pushed open.
The nanny came in with a hot bowl of oat porridge.
The nanny was stunned by the sight of Elliot. Elliot approached her and took the bowl from her.
The nanny immediately left the room and closed the door.
Avery wanted to leave the place, so she had to eat something. She slowly pushed herself into a sitting position.
When Elliot reached the side of her bed, she stretched out her hand to him. She did not want him to feed her.
However, Elliot ignored her. He scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought it to her mouth.
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