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When His Eyes Opened by Simple Silence - Chapter 122
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Chapter 122
“I deal with it myself,” Elliot answered in a level-headed tone. “However, you may assist me if you’re worried.”
Avery felt like she had just dug her own grave.
Of course, she would be concerned if Elliot were to take care of his hygiene needs on his own, but what was the difference between her giving him a shower, and her taking a shower with him?
They entered the bedroom, and Avery shut the door behind them.
“Could you pass me the walking stick, please?” Elliot asked in a deep, low voice.
Avery was just about to ask him where the walking stick was when she spotted it and handed it over to him.
Elliot held his walking stick and used it as a support as he struggled out of the wheelchair.
“Are you okay?” Avery asked in a panic.
“I’m fine. I’ve been taking a shower by myself for the past few days,” Elliot answered with a hint of humor in his voice. “Did I scare you?”
Avery blushed, then said, “Were you messing with me on purpose?”
“I just wanted to see your reaction,” Elliot said, then made his way to the bathroom.
Avery was still worried and ended up trailing along behind him.
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“Are you going
shook her head at first, then frantically nodded and said, “I’m a little
so they’re easier
Avery grunted in response.
her, Elliot unbuckled his belt and was about to
face turned a
back, then said, “I – I better wait outside!
a hurry and shut
afraid that he might call for help. At that moment, Mrs. Cooper
in her arms.
taking a shower,
and took the clothes
normally wash
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never wants
“He’s stubborn,” Avery muttered.
insists
“I sometimes hate
know what Master
Kind?
most suitable word to describe Elliot
not be right to call
said those who suffer
depressed?” Avery asked
Mrs. Cooper nodded and answered, “He was on antidepressants for a week.”
Avery’s heart turned heavy as she felt like she never truly got to know the real Elliot Foster.
He was cruel yet vulnerable, and heartless yet persistent.
After his shower, Elliot emerged from the bathroom in a white bathrobe with the help of his walking stick
When Avery walked over to help him, she noticed his wet hair and asked, “How do you wash your hair?”
“Sitting down.”
“Oh, I’ll dry your hair for you,” Avery said, then grabbed the blow dryer from the bathroom.
While she dried his hair, Elliot sat down quietly and did not move a muscle.
Avery wanted time to stop at that moment.
Elliot’s hand suddenly grabbed onto her wrist.
“It’s dry,” he said.
“Oh, right,” Avery said as she snapped out of her daze and turned off the blow dryer.
From the corner of her eye, she noticed blood seeping through the bandages on his leg.
“You need to redress your wounds. I’ll get the first aid kit.”
Avery placed the blow dryer back in the bathroom, then hurried downstairs to ask Mrs. Cooper for the first aid kit.