Chapter 464
When His Eyes Opened
When His Eyes Opened Chapter 464 by Simple Silence
She immediately tensed. Since she was facing her back at him, she couldnât see his face and had no
clue as to what he was trying to do.
She was instantly at a crossroad, thinking to herself, âwhat should I do if he tries something?â
To her surprise, he did not move after laying down.
His breath was close to her and she could feel his strong heartbeat. As the pace of his breathing slowed
down, he wrapped his arm around her waist abruptly; like the way he would naturally pull her into his
arms back when they were in 25 love.
She opened her eyes and dazedly thought back to the past. After a while, tears began to gather in her
eyes, while the man behind her fell deeply into sleep.
She lifted his arm off of her and sat up, before wiping the tears in her eyes as she studied Elliot while he
wasgc asleep.
Her gaze lowered to his chest and she suddenly felt the urge to see the wound on his chest. She
reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.
As soon as she unbuttoned the first one, he scowled and instinctively shoved her hands away23
forcefully.
She looked at him dazedly and thought to herself, âbut heâs asleep! How can he be so alert when he
doesnât even know who touched him? Has he always been so alert to othersâ touch? But if thatâs the
case, how did he manage to be intimate with Zoe?â
She sank into depression at theza thought.
She had never been with any other man apart from him, so she couldnât tolerate the fact that he had
been with another woman. She couldnât possibly accept a flawed relationship, even when his heart still
beat for her.
She sat dazedly as tears scrolled down her face uncontrollably. She knew that she would easily get
emotional because of the pregnancy, so she had been trying to remain calm to counter the effect of her
hormones; she never expected that Elliot would be able to break her with35 ease.
As though he had sensed something, Elliot opened his eyes abruptly.
Avery didnât have the time to adjust herself and so he caught sight of her in such a discomfited state.
âWhatâs wrong, Avery?â Startled, he sat up hastily before he was fully awake and reached out to wipe
away her tears. âWhy are you crying?â
Embarrassed, she stopped crying and came up with an excuse. âI wanted to see your wound, but you
shoved me away.â
âIâm sorry. I was asleep,â he said, before unbuttoning his own shirt. âThe wound isnât that good to look at.â
She saw his exposed wound the next moment and she felt as though she was being mocked by the
hideous wound.
Avery reached her fingers to touch it.
He shivered slightly and grabbed her hand. âDonât touch it. It doesnât hurt anymore.â
She retracted her hand from his and scolded, âyou are a madman! If you died back then, even if your
families and friends didnât come looking for trouble, they would be certain that I was the one who killed
you! I could have been condemned for life!â
He studied her reddened eyes and pursed his lips.
He acted on impulse at the time because he was provoked. He loved Avery so much, and yet she
wanted to kill him. He felt that there was no longer any meaning in life and thought that it would be better
to die and be free.
âAre you blaming me for wanting to kill you?â Though Elliot didnât say anything, Avery had guessed what
he was thinking and retorted, âwhat I think is my own business. It doesnât count as long as I donât act on
it!â