Chapter 756

Mrs. Cooper shook her head and said, "He looked really upset when he left this morning, so I was too

afraid to ask. How about you give him a call?"

Avery pulled her phone out of her bag and dialed Elliot’s number. The call went through, but there was

no answer.

"Come inside, Avery! It’s too cold out here." Mrs. Cooper led her inside. "How’s your recovery going?"

"I’m doing well," Avery responded casually.

The wound on her abdomen was still aching, but the series of events that were happening constantly

made her forget about the pain.

"I’m also a woman and I’ve also had children. It hasn’t even been a month since you gave birth, but

you’ve been running back and forth between the house and the hospital. That must affect your

recovery." Mrs. Cooper sighed, then continued, "Once Robert’s condition is stable, you can rest at

home in peace. Master Elliot will get through this by himself."

"I know. I just came to check on him." Avery would not be able to rest easy if she did not at least take

one look at him.

"He should be back tonight." Mrs. Cooper poured her a glass of water, then said, "He spent all night in

Shea’s room last night. I’m guessing he didn’t get any sleep."

"Could I go see Shea’s room?" Avery took the glass of water from Mrs. Cooper and took a sip.

"Sure, but don’t touch anything in there. I’m worried Master Elliot might get mad."

"I’ll just look." If something had not happened to Shea, Avery would never simply go into her room.

Now, Shea had given up her life to save Robert. Avery felt that it was a great kindness, but she never

truly understood Shea.

Mrs. Cooper led Avery to Shea’s room.

The room was decorated in a dreamy, princess theme. Every single item in the room, from the dazzling

chandelier, to a simple hair brush, was extremely unique. These were not things that one could simply

buy on the market.

Elliot had given the best of the best to Shea, and Shea had given up her life to save their son.

Money could be measured, but love could not.

Elliot must be in excruciating agony right now!

Avery took a deep breath, then walked over to the vanity table noticed the photo album on top of it.

Before her fingers touched the album, she asked Mrs. Cooper, "Could I take a look at this photo

album?"

Mrs. Cooper was not the master of the house, so she did not dare make her own decisions.However,

Avery had just given birth to Elliot’s son. Her meaning to him was extraordinary.

"It should be fine. Go ahead and look. I’ll wait outside." Mrs. Cooper was worried that Elliot would be

home at any time.

Avery sat down on the chair and opened up the photo album.It was the Foster family’s old family

album.

Some of the photos had turned yellowish with age. There were photos of both Elliot and Henry from

when they were children.

Other than that, there were also photos of Shea.She knew that Shea’s photos were also in the album

because there was an inscription on one of the photos.

There were two adorably chubby children in the photo. The girl was wearing a puffy dress while the boy

was dressed in a white shirt and overalls. They were sitting on the couch with a toy in each of their

hands as they stared at the camera.

The inscription on the photo read, "One-year-old Elliot Foster and Shea Foster."

Shea Foster!

Avery drew a sharp breath!

Shea’s full name is Shea Foster!She was most certainly a member of the Foster family! The Fosters

had never publicly announced her existence, nor was she in the family register, but the photo in front of

her could not lie!

Not only was Shea a Foster, she was also the same age as Elliot!

The two of them could be… Fraternal twins!

What else could explain the photo they took together when they were a year old? What else could

explain the fact that they had the same last name?

Avery burst into tears!She had once broken up with Elliot because of Shea’s existence.

Now that Shea was dead, the truth was finally in front of her!She buried her face in her hands and

allowed herself to vent her painful emotions.

After crying for some time, she gradually began to calm down.She turned the page on the photo album.

After sifting through a few pages, Avery noticed that Shea was smiling in almost all of the photos before

she turned two years old. However, in the photos after that, she rarely smiled and her eyes turned

blank. By the time Shea turned four years old, she was no longer in the Foster family portraits.