Hayden instantly blushed.
"You are getting old. It's foolish to commit suicide simply because an old man blackmailed you!" Hayden’s stern tone eased slightly.
"People change when they grow older.
When I first met your mom, I wronged her in many ways; but then again, I was quite frustrated as well, because my so-called mother liked Avery."
Hayden did not know much about Elliot and Avery's past, so his interest was piqued, and did not interrupt Elliot.
By the time Avery hurried back, the atmosphere in the living room was unexpectedly peaceful.
The nanny approached her with a smile and whispered, "They didn't fight. Mr.
Foster has been extremely tolerant with Hayden, so Hayden couldn't quite find the opportunity to get mad at him. "
Avery sighed a silent breath of relief.
"Miss Tate, should I go buy some chestnuts? " Wilson asked.
"Yeah,” she said, before going to sit next to Hayden. "Hayden, let me see your face."
"It's fine now." Hayden did not want her to see the bruise on his face.
Avery grabbed onto Hayden's hands hesitantly and said, "Hayden, I thought that we shouldn't look at your dad as an ordinary person. When people are sick, their mental states can be fragile, and your dad is like someone who's terminally ill, only his case is worse. I've been tip-toeing around him, worried that I would provoke him, but the reality is that my actions were only reminders to him that he isn't the same Elliot Foster as he was before. From now on, we will just interact with him like we would a normal person."
Elliot stood awkwardly from the couch. " Let's eat!"
"Mom, I just had some soup so I don't feel like eating now. You two go ahead!"
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