He didn't want his determination to waver if he heard her voice.

"Let's settle this as soon as possible!" He looked at Wesley. "Also, don't tell my kids about this."

Wesley exited the room in despair.

His head was pounding in pain because no matter what he did, he would either wrong Elliot or Avery in the process.

"Why do I have to be the bad guy here?" he thought to himself.

"Wesley, what did my brother say?" Shea walked up to him and asked.

"He still insists on doing it." He scowled. "Shea, you do know that if we do as he says, Avery will no longer be our friend when she finds out."

Shea's expression darkened. "But what else can I do? If only I could take all the pain in my brother's place."

"Don't say that, Shea!" Wesley's heart ached at the agony in her expression. "You need to live even if he dies. You have Kiara and me. He doesn't actually want to die, you know? He's just in too much pain and there's no other option..."

"I know, Wesley. He told me," she said, before pull