Rage burned within her at his rejection. She should not have brought him an umbrella and should have left him to walk through the rain without it. She should not have opened the door for him. Had he returned without seeing her, she would not be this enraged.Avery finally realized why Layla had decided not to tell Elliot before they arrived in Bridgedale. It was because Layla knew exactly what Elliot was like. However, it was too late for Avery to regret it since she had already let him in.Regardless, she was not going to simply tolerate him."I only informed you because I didn't want to fight. I am taking the kids to Bridgedale even if you say no!" Avery retorted. "This was Layla's plan. So if you still want to maintain a good relationship with your daughter, you better leave us alone."Elliot studied her flushed cheeks and ignored her as he entered the living room. "There's no point in running away from this conversation." Avery followed him. "I have the right to see them and
"Do you need to speak to your boyfriend before going to Ylore with me?" he asked."This is my decision. Why do I have to ask for someone else's opinion? He is still just my boyfriend right now, and even if he becomes my husband in the future, he has no right to interfere with my affairs."Elliot gritted his teeth.Avery's response had revealed two things: her relationship with Billy was real, and Billy had no control over her, which meant she was not unequal to him."If that's the case, go ahead and pack! If you are not telling your boyfriend, you should at least tell Layla," he said."I know what I need to do; mind your own business!" Avery glanced outside at the rainstorm. "The rain is getting heavier. Will tonight's flight be canceled?"Elliot unlocked his phone to check the weather report. "The rain will stop at seven tonight.""Oh... Are you going now? You can take the umbrella next to the door." Avery intended on heading back to her room to pack, and she no longer wanted t
"Layla, your dad and I aren't enemies," she said awkwardly."So you mean you are still good friends?" Layla interpreted."Of course, not..." Avery was not sure how she would explain it to her daughter. "I can talk to him, but we will not sleep together. Do you understand?""Okay," Layla muttered regretfully. "Hey, Mommy. Remember to protect yourself. You don't want to sleep with him, but what if he wants to sleep with you?"Avery fell silent at that.Avery quietly slipped out of the master bedroom after the call with Layla to check on Elliot. Layla's words triggered the insecurity within her, and she kept feeling like Elliot was doing something behind her back.To her bewilderment, he glanced over as soon as she headed out, as he saw right through her."You called Layla?" He noticed the way she was sneaking around but decided not to mention it."Yeah. Did you tell her?""Not yet. You did, so I don't have to.""I did talk to her about it, but you have to do it as well!" Avery
"I ordered takeaway. It should arrive soon." He glanced at the screen on his phone.Concerned that they wouldn't make it in time, she said, "Let's take it to the airport and eat it there!""We don't have to rush. We can always change our tickets.""You will do no such thing unless the flight is canceled." She could not wait to go to Ylore. "Elliot, I need closure. Whether Ivy is alive or dead, I need to know.""I feel the same."Shortly after, the food they ordered arrived.The bodyguard carried their trunks into the car and the two followed closely behind. The atmosphere was awfully awkward as they sat in the cramped space of the back seat."You are not taking your bodyguard?" she asked."My bodyguard is already at the airport.""Oh. I thought you weren't bringing him along!""I can leave him behind if you don't want me to bring him along.""Why do you always have to read too much into my words? I was just mentioning it casually and you are reading far too much out of it,"
"I'm not scared. I'm just worried that you will be.""Why should I be scared? Did something inappropriate happen between us?" She batted her eyes. "Or are you planning on doing something that would scare me?"Elliot instantly flushed a crimson red."You keep bringing my boyfriend up. Are you worried that I will forget about him?" She finished her food and set her fork down, before reaching for a tissue to wipe her mouth. "Your age doesn't make you any wiser.""You call me childish, but what about you, Avery?""No matter how childish I am, I am still more mature than you. I've never tried to sneak around, trying to get information about your private life.""This has nothing to do with whether you are childish. It just means that you didn't love me that much," he corrected her.She grabbed a bottle of water and took a sip. "How old are you, really? Don't you feel embarrassed to talk about love?""People of all ages have the right to look for love."Chills ran down her spine and
With that, Robert led the way with his skateboard.The teacher stepped out of the pavilion, limping."You are a cripple?" The bodyguard was a straightforward man and questioned curiously.The teacher had never seen anyone so insensitive and was utterly shocked. However, since he was the bodyguard of the Foster family, she dared not lose her temper."I just twisted my ankle. I'm not a cripple.""How professional. You are still working even though you twisted your ankle," the bodyguard exclaimed.She was not sure if she wanted to burst out crying or laughing. "You've misunderstood. I twisted my ankle on my way here this morning.""Oh..." Once he had learned what had happened, he grabbed the teacher's arm and threw it across his shoulder so that her weight was mostly on him.She panicked and gaped. Her jaw dropped, but no words came out. Walking felt slightly uncomfortable after she had twisted her ankle, but she had expected the bodyguard would at least ask before actually touchi
"None of my teachers had ever come to my house for a visit. Why now?" Layla mumbled, before getting out of bed swiftly. She went into the bathroom to wash up.Meanwhile, the teacher scanned the living room of Elliot's mansion.The interior was simplistic yet elegant, and it was not messy at all even though children's toys were seen at every corner.Layla came downstairs and beamed as soon as she saw her young, beautiful, new teacher."Hello, Layla. I am your class teacher for this term. My name is Leah Kennedy, you may call me Ms. Kennedy." Leah stepped toward Layla and introduced herself. "By the way, I will also be your French teacher.""Oh... Ms. Kennedy, what happened to my previous class teacher?""She got promoted," Leah explained with a smile. "Have you finished all your assignments for the holidays?"Layla felt dizzy by the question but responded regardless, "Yeah. You want to check?""I was just asking, but you are more than welcome to show me your work if you want to.
Leah paused and noticed that Mrs. Cooper, the bodyguard, and even Robert were glaring at her and she said sheepishly, "Maybe I was being too blunt, Layla, but I really want you to focus on your studies. I experienced the same thing as you did when I was little. My parents got divorced and I grew up with my father... Do you know Natalie Jennings?" Her words took an unexpected turn toward the end.The wariness on all their faces instantly turned into curiosity and shock the moment she mentioned Natalie."I do!" Layla said. "Do you know her as well?"Leah grinned shyly. "She is my cousin."The room fell into silence.After the visit, Leah called Natalie and went over to her house."I told you not to work as a teacher but you won't listen." Natalie poured Leah a glass of water. "I forgot to tell you that I'm not on good terms with Elliot and his family. Going to his house and mentioning my name was a stupid move.""I thought Layla would be more inclined to listen to me if I mentione