"Last night's rain was pouring, why did you open the door?" Mike has actually already guessed it, he just did not want to put it explicitly.
If Avery still did not want to talk about it, he would not ask her anymore.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Zoe said that when her eyes were gouged, she heard my voice." Avery's expressions were cold, her tone even colder. "What a poor lie, yet someone believed her." Mike said, "Thank goodness Wesley could be your witness. But what did you do at Wesley's yesterday?" "| was doing some work," Avery brushed it off and said, "But if | said that to others, they would never believe me." "What is there to not believe about you? That you are in a relationship with Wesley? If that was the case, you two would have long been together," Mike teased, "But seriously, | really like men like Wesley. It's only those men like him usually would only be liked by terrible women." Avery retorted, "Wesley will not be together with bad women." "I'm not saying that he would be together with them. I'm saying that those women would like him." "Don’t say that! Good women would like Wesley too!" "Okay, okay! I'm wrong! Wesley would surely be able to find a very good woman," Mike said. Avery let him go.
After finishing the porridge, Mike accepted the empty bowl from Avery.
"If Elliot knew that you were at Wesley's house for the entire day, he would surely not believe you as | do," Mike said, "Now that you've handed in the evidence, I'm afraid he might know about this!" "He knew about this since yesterday.” Avery lowered her gaze. "Not only did he suspect me of harming Zoe, but he also doubts my relationship with Wesley." "Can't you just explain it to him? | don't understand. You're not in the wrong. What is there to argue about?" Mike sighed.
"I've already handed in the evidence.
Unless | tell him specifically what | was doing in Wesley's house yesterday, only he will believe me, but | can't tell him. It has to do with the patient's confidentiality. Even if | told him, he would get angry at me. He has warned me not to take on any private engagements.” Mike was stunned. "Since when did you take on private engagements again? Avery, you're so pregnant. Why would you dare to do it?" "See, even you have this reaction, let alone him." Mike said, "No, even if | have a huge reaction, | can't do anything about it!" "He can't do anything about it either, but he will get angry with me," Avery's head started to hurt. "Please leave, I'll nap for a while." "Oh. Let me measure your body temperature." Mike placed his h;h):YIW? on her forehead to test.
Thankfully, her body temperature was normal.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAvery, Hayden will have a break the day after tomorrow. If you're not feeling well, rest at home. I'll go to Bridgedale tomorrow to take care of him," Mike stood by the side of the bed, telling Avery.
"I'll go there myself." Avery did not forget about this matter. "My body is fine." "Then, I'll go with you." Mike's tone was firm. Even if she refused, it was pointless.
After coming out of the Starry River Villa, Wesley was rather distracted, so he stopped the car by the side of the road.
He took his phone, found Shea's contact, and dialed her.
A moment later, the call was connected, but it was not Shea's voice.
"Shea doesn't need you to teach her in the future." Elliot's cold voice came over. "Don't look for her again." "Why?" Wesley furrowed his brows. "Pass the phone to Shea. Unless Shea tells me this herself, if not, | won't accept it." "You won't accept it?" Elliot thought he had heard a joke. He swallowed his saliva and said sternly, "l also won't accept that you and Avery are keeping things from me!" "So, it's because of this." Wesley's tone softened. He pondered for a few seconds before saying, "Elliot, if | tell you this, can you stop torturing Avery? She had a fever last night and she kept muttering your name..."