Chapter 1272

About an hour later, a black car drove into the front yard of the villa.

Nick reminded Avery: “Your man is here.”

Avery smiled bitterly: “He is not my man now, but my creditor.”

He said it more than once last night, and wanted her to pay a painful price.

She lost sleep all night because of it. Even thinking about it now, her heart still feels vaguely

uncomfortable.

After the car stopped, the door opened and Elliot strode out of the car. He was wearing black clothes

and black pants today, which made his figure look tall and slender.

His bodyguard did not enter the living room with him. When he changed his shoes and entered the

living room, his eyes immediately fell on Avery’s face. There was a palpable surprise in his eyes.

Seeing Avery during the day was different from seeing her last night. Probably because people are

more calm and rational during the day.

Nick said, “Elliot, sit down. How is your health?”

“It’s fine.” Elliot’s expression returned to his usual coldness. He took the teacup from Nick, took a sip,

and put it down.

Nick asked casually, “Do you and Rebecca plan to make up the wedding? I’ve prepared a big gift for

you. If you don’t make up the wedding, you can take the gift back later.”

Elliot treated Avery like air and talked about this issue without a trace of discomfort, “I’ve been very

busy recently, so I don’t have time to think about it.”

“I know you’re very busy. Did Kyrie hand over the mess he couldn’t handle to you? Hehe, listen to my

advice, do some things if you can, don’t be brave if you can’t do it. Don’t make a mess.” Nick said

lightly, glanced at Avery, then got up and said to Elliot, “Avery is looking for you. Do you want to talk to

her? It’s up to you.”

After that, Nick strode out.

Elliot picked up the teapot and poured tea into the cup leisurely.

Avery took the black notepad in front of him and said, “Elliot, I’m here to return your things. This is what

Kyrie gave me a few days ago. It’s your thing, so I’ll return it to you.”

Elliot looked at the notepad, his eyes retracted: “Do you have anything else to do?”

Avery spoke too fast, afraid that he would get up and leave at any time, “I know you had amnestics.

You forgot about me and everything that happened between us. So whether you are right now I don’t

blame you for my attitude. You take this notebook back and take a look at it.”

“Avery, don’t do any more fearless struggles. It’s already over with you.” The moment Elliot put down

the teapot, his falcon-like eyes looked at her indifferently.

Avery looked directly at him: “I should have said this. Before you restore your memory, we will not end.

As long as I don’t admit that we are over, we will not be over.”

Elliot looked at her stubborn face and gritted his teeth.

“Also, before I say it’s over, you’d better keep yourself clean and don’t do anything that’s sorry for me.”

Avery asked him, “No matter how loving you are in front of people with your new wife, you two won’t do

anything at night. If you sleep together, You can’t touch her and you can’t let her touch you.”

Elliot seemed to hear a funny joke, and a mocking arc appeared on the corner of his lips. He put the

teacup down heavily, and the smile on his face instantly turned into a cold face.

“Are you ordering me?” Elliot reprimanded in a low voice, “Avery, do you believe I killed you?”

After he said these words, murderous intent shot up in his eyes. His words touched the rebellious factor

in her body.

Avery walked in front of him and looked at him with red eyes: “Then you do it. If you don’t do it today, I

will look for you tomorrow, the day after tomorrow… I will look for you every day until you regain your

memory.”

Elliot looked at her not afraid of death, his Adam’s apple rolled, and then he pushed Avery away in

annoyance.