When His Eyes Opened

Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Soon after, Elliot opened his eyes and blew out the candles on the cake.

The curtains were pulled back, and light flooded the room once more.

“What did you wish for, Elliot?” Ben asked with a grin.

“Do you always reveal your birthday wishes to people?” Elliot countered.

The room burst into laughter.

Elliot cut a slice of cake and placed it in front of Avery.

“You should eat the first slice,” Avery said as she pushed the cake back to him.

“I can’t eat that much,” Elliot replied.

He picked up a fork, took a bite out of the slice, and pushed it back to Avery.

It was as if they were immersed in their own world, separate from the rest of the room.

The crowd began to roar and make fun of them.

“Should we start calling Miss Tate Mrs. Foster now?”

“Why don’t you give it a try? I don’t think the boss would mind!”

“Hahaha! Miss Tate wouldn’t mind either, right?”

Avery was so embarrassed and uncomfortable that her ears and the back of her neck turned red.

“Quit it, all of you,” Elliot ordered.

“Sure, sure… Let’s eat cake!”

The cake was moved to the other side of the table, sliced up, and distributed.

Once they were done with the cake, lunch officially began.

•”Would you like some wine, Miss Tate?” Ben asked as he held up a bottle of wine.

Avery shook her head and said, “Water is good enough for me.”

“We can’t have that! What about juice or a glass of milk?”

“Water is fine.”

Avery felt a little dizzy.

It was likely due to the fact that she had woken up too early that morning.

On top of that, since everyone else was drinking, the faint scent of alcohol permeated the entire room.

After Ben poured Avery a glass of water, he noticed that she was not eating.

“Are you feeling uncomfortable, Miss Tate? There’s no need for that. Everyone here has known Elliot for a long time. We’re like a band of brothers!” Ben said in an attempt to help Avery relax.

Avery lifted her heavy eyelids and said truthfully, “That’s not it. I’m just feeling a little tired after all of that cake.”

Ben shot to his feet and said warmly, “I’ll take you to the guest room to rest.”

Elliot placed his hand on top of hers that was resting on the table, stared straight at Ben, and said, “I’ll take her.”

Someone yanked Ben away and dropped him back in his seat.

Ben was a mess of laughter and tears. “Don’t forget to come back! I still plan on having a drink with you, Elliot!” NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Avery withdrew her hand from Elliot’s warm grasp and said, “The waiter can take me. You stay and eat.”

“I’ll take you,” Elliot insisted in an especially stubborn tone.

Avery felt that there was something different about him after the accident.

She used to despise his domineering and obsessive behavior, but she now found herself unable to refuse him.

She knew that no matter how bad he looked, he would never hurt her.

Avery wheeled Elliot out the door, and the two quickly disappeared from the room.

“Who would’ve thought that the boss could be so caring toward a woman? I always thought that he had no interest in women at all!”

“He just never met the right woman before this. Avery Tate’s got him wrapped around her finger!”

“Are you sure it isn’t the other way around? Why would she knit him a sweater otherwise? I doubt many women are willing to do that nowadays.”

“What are you guys going on about?” Ben exclaimed, interrupting the heated debate. “They’re hooked on each other. I bet Elliot’s developed feelings for Avery, and Avery’s started to pay more attention to him, too… If Avery decided to be a little more selfish, Tate Industries wouldn ‘t have gone bankrupt. Elliot wanted to give her three hundred million dollars to help, but she

rejected it. Would any of you be able to refuse that amount of money?”

Everyone shook their heads violently.

“No wonder the boss likes her so much. He might never find another woman who treats money like it’s nothing but sh*t!”

“Watch your mouth! What are you doing talking about sh*t while we’re eating?!”

“Hahaha! Let’s bet on whether or not Elliot’s coming back to lunch,” Ben proposed. “I bet he won’t!”

The rest of the room agreed and said, “I bet the same.” How were they supposed to carry on with a bet like this?