"I just married your uncle," Avery snapped coldly. "Do I need to teach you how to address me?"
"I know you're mad. I didn't elope with you because I didn't want you to suffer a difficult life. Uncle Elliot is practically a dead man, so you don't have to lift a finger while married to him. Once he's dead, I'll get a good lawyer and make sure you get his whole estate!"
Cole eagerly grabbed Avery's hands and said, "When that happens, everything he has will be ours!"
Avery recalled the earlier scene she had witnessed between Cole and Cassandra, and she felt a surge of disgust.
"Let go!" she yelled as she violently shook his hands off.
Her sudden cry took Cole by surprise. Was this the Avery he knew?
Avery was always gentle and kind, and she would never raise her voice at him.
Could she have found out about something?
Cole felt a hint of guilt and moved closer to Avery in hopes of explaining things to her.
The next moment, his eyes shifted to something behind Avery. His eyes widened in disbelief as if he had just seen a ghost.
"He… He…" Cole stammered.
Elliot, who was lying still in bed, began to slowly open his eyes.