"Why are you looking at me like that, Avery?" A pink flush washed over Elliot's handsome face.

He and Avery had made up and were in a loving relationship, but she would rare stare straight at him like this unless they were in a fight.

He could not tell what she was thinking.

This was also one of the reasons he was so obsessed with her.

"I think you look particularly dashing today." Avery led Elliot over to the couch, then stroked the hair on his head and said, "Did you put on hair wax? It's not good for you. You're still very handsome without it."

Elliot was speechless.

He suspected Avery was on some kind of drug. Why else would she be acting this strangely?

"Have you had breakfast yet? Shall I get you a glass of milk?" Avery said, then went to the kitchen to get a glass of milk before he could answer. She handed the glass to him and said, "Drink up!"

Elliot held the glass of milk in his hand, then gazed at her with eyes filled with suspicion. "Avery, you…"

"Don't move! I thin