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When His Eyes Opened by Simple Silence - Chapter 116
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Chapter 116 Elliot glanced up at Avery’s fące, then said in a hoarse voice, “Thank you.”
The sweater felt more comfortable and warm than he had expected.
Avery was shocked by how good he looked in it.
She could not decide if it was the quality of the sweater, or if he was just that good looking. She picked up the paper bag and pulled out a gift box.
“I also got you this just in case you didn’t like the sweater,” she said.
Elliot stared at the box in her hand.
“It’s a lighter,” Avery explained quickly. “I didn’t know what else to get you so I got this. It’s practical and you could probably use it. You shouldn’t smoke too much, though. It’s bad for you.”
Then, she placed the box in Elliot’s hands.
Elliot opened the box, pulled out the lighter, and sparked a light.
“I’m not a heavy smoker,” he said in a sultry voice. “I only smoke when I’m stressed out.”
Avery’s brows raised in surprise as she said, “You were always smoking when I was living at your place.”
“That’s because you were always driving me mad,” Elliot answered.
Avery had no answer for that.
“Let’s go out for some air,” Elliot said.
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feeling a
restaurant and drops of sweat were beginning to
said as she made her way
he began to
him and said, “You always had your bodyguard wheel you around
no need for me to do
could help you,
“It’s fine.”
want to,” Avery said, then grabbed onto the handles of the wheelchair and pushed Elliot outside. “How are your
and the
sharp pang in her
hurt
“It was okay.”
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welcomed them as
the road, then placed her coat
reply to my message?” she said
hard to sleep for a few nights when she had not received a reply
message.
close, and
want to tell Avery that he had a relapse and that he had only recently become
he found out from Ben that Avery was busy knitting a sweater for
I guess it didn’t warrant a reply anyway. It was the first snow of the year, so I impulsively sent
to the back of the wheelchair and wheeled it along
didn’t you come to
“Jun said you were too proud. I was afraid that you wouldn’t want to see me until the scratches on your face recovered.”
“You only sent me one message the whole time.”
“You didn’t respond the first time, so I thought you didn’t want to hear from me.”
“I did, though,” Elliot croaked.
“What?” Avery asked in bewilderment as her heart began to race. “Elliot, what did you—”
“There’s a bakery over there,” Elliot interrupted as he pointed at a store in front of them, changing the subject. “I feel like eating cake.”
Avery’s attention was successfully diverted.
“Oh, let’s go get a cake, then!” she said, then added after a brief pause, “Didn’t you hate dessert?”
“It’s fine to have some on my birthday.”
“That’s true. Birthdays should be a little more special.”
At the bakery, the shop readily offered her assistance and asked them to pick a cake. Elliot glanced at Avery and said, “You pick.”
“Should we get a mousse cake?” Avery asked. “A butter cake might be too sweet.”
Elliot turned to the shop assistant and said, “We’ll take the mousse cake.”
“Of course, Sir,” responded the shop assistant. “What size would you like?”
Elliot turned back to Avery again and asked, “What size should we get?” “How many people are coming to the party?” Avery asked.