Avery finished tending to Elliot's wound, then said coldly, "Put your clothes on."

Elliot put on the t-shirt she gave him, then looked up at her and asked, "Can I ask my question now?"

"What is it?" Avery's expression and tone were icy. "Hayden doesn't like you. Don't touch him again. If something like this ever happens again, just give me a call."

Elliot's mind went blank.

He really did bring all of this onto himself.

He picked up his torn shirt, stood up, and prepared to leave.

Avery suddenly felt anxious.

She took an involuntary step forward as she said, "What did you want to ask me?"

Elliot turned to look at her, then said, "Do you think Shea needs to continue her treatment? I'm worried it would end up taking a toll on her health if we keep going."

"Isn't Zoe Sanford Shea's doctor?" The moment Avery mentioned Zoe's name, her reason began to crumble. "Since you went to her and even paid her an exorbitant medical fee, you should just listen to her advice."

Elliot did not ex