Tammy knew.

"Avery, why didn't you tell Elliot? If he finds out that these are his kids…"

"He doesn't want kids, Tammy. If you tell this to anyone or even Elliot, we won't be friends anymore." Avery said with a cold voice and her face was even colder as if she was a whole different person.

"If this is serious, of course I won't tell. This is your privacy and I will keep your secret." Tammy said anxiously, "I really don't understand Elliot. What do you think, does he have a mental problem?"

"Not unlikely." Avery sat by the bed and articulated each word, "I only want to take care of the kids until they grow up."

"Avery, don't worry. I promise you I won't tell anyone about this."

…

At the old Foster mansion, it was seven thirty in the evening when Elliot came home.

"Elliot, is Zoe okay? Why was she so careless? A doctor's hands are the most precious body part of them all!" Rosalie heard about Zoe's burn and she was worried.

"It's no big deal." Elliot did not want his moth