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When His Eyes Opened by Simple Silence - Chapter 42
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Chapter 42
Avery wondered if she would be his mistress if that woman was still alive.
If she was dead, then was she her replacement?
Either way, it made her heart ache and left a bad taste in her mouth.
While Avery was lost in thought, Elliot’s thoughts also wandered.
“Tell me, what exactly do you like about Cole?” he asked as he pulled out his cigarette box. His face was the epitome of an enigma.
“I don’t like him anymore,” Avery said coldly.
If they had not talked things out earlier, she might have continued to use Cole to anger him.
It was childish, but Elliot was always losing his temper over the smallest things.
If she did not retaliate, she would lose her mind.
“Is it because you realized he was nothing but a penniless loser?” Elliot asked as he held the unlit cigarette between his fingers.
“Is money all you think about?” Avery retorted. “Back when Cole was pursuing me, he would write me love letters every day. On the weekends, he would take me to art galleries and music recitals. We would have the most wonderful conversations-”
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me! It’s precisely because all he thinks about is getting into a woman’s pants that his business is a
basketball players. I liked talented guys when I was eighteen… I loved Cole.
roared as he snapped his cigarette in half; his eyes
pursed her lips and stood
walked to the dining room
anything to eat, Mrs.
and not her that had just gotten into a fight with
Cooper immediately prepared dinner
table, pulled out her phone,
not that into him. He’s a little too soft for me. He didn’t seem to be that into me either, but said that we should go out for dinner next time, probably
spending money! How could he possibly
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I have to get to the bottom of this! Also, why did you have to leave
replied: (Long story. I’ll tell you once
Avery right away
hand clenched
glanced at the living room and noticed Elliot
would hear everything if she talked on the
text: [I can’t talk right now. Let’s talk on campus
shower that night, Elliot paced back and forth in his
His weak legs were now filled with energy.
A question was floating around in his head.
It caused deep furrows in his brow and made his heart tighten.
Moments later, he pulled out his phone and called Chad.
“Chad, check and see if there are any art exhibitions or recitals tomorrow. Find something in the afternoon or evening.”
“Yes, sir,” Chad responded. “Is there a specific kind of exhibition or recital that you’re interested in?”
EHS
Chad’s question left Elliot speechless.
He had never gone to art galleries or concert halls.
Even at that moment, he had no interest in them.
“Find something that women would like,” Elliot said.
“Yes, sir. However, women of different ages have different preferences…” said Chad, as he continued his line of questioning. It was the first time he had received such an odd request from Elliot.