Avery chuckled. "This piece of gossip is absurd. When I gave birth to Robert, I took at least half a year off."

"You still left the house."

"I never said you couldn't leave the house for half a year. Let's see how well you recover!" Avery helped him to the dining table. "After a while, you can probably start working from home. As long as your head doesn't hurt, I won't just let you do nothing."

"Will you still be going to Bridgedale?" Elliot asked. "Didn't you hire a team of experts in Bridgedale? Do you need to deal with it?"

"I can go, or I can not go. The people in my team never believed in resurrection treatment. Their advice has always been that I perform a craniotomy on you and have a look at your device. However, you had just undergone surgery, and I was worried that doing it would kill you…"

"Avery, sometimes, you need to believe in yourself," Elliot said.

"It's pointless telling me this. If you weren't the person in danger, I would surely be more sensible. As long as I h