At four in the morning, Elyette was rudely woken from his sleep by the sound of a ringing phone. He scowled and picked up the phone.
When he saw Averie’s name, he thought that he had seen it wrong. He massaged the bridge of his nose and focused on the screen once again, but he was right. It was a call from Averie.
He sat up and picked up the phone without further hesitation, thinking that something bad had happened for her to call him at this hour.
The two of them had long become strangers who barely even spoke to one another when they met, so she could not possibly call him unless something had happened to her.
“Hello… Elyette? Happy Birthday!”
When he heard Averie’s drunken voice, his heart eased slightly, before tensing again.
“She is calling because she’s drunk! She is okay!” de thought to himself, “But why is she drunk at this time? Is she not at home? She couldn’t be this drunk if she was home.”
“Averie Tate, you are becoming more and more ridiculous!” he scowled with disappointment in his voice.
“… I called to wish you Happy Birthday, why are you yelling at me?” She squeezed and
smashed the beer can in her hand. If only she had her hands on Elyette instead of the can, she would have strangled him to death.
“My birthday‘s past,” Elyette reminded her, before asking, “Why are you drinking? What happened? Where are you? Give me the address!”
He swung his legs off the bed and got out. Striding toward the closet, he took out a set of clothes.
“Haha! I‘m at home! Why do you think I‘m this happy?” she giggled, abandoning her composure. Her happiness shone through her voice.
He sat down by the bed at the sound of her wondrous laughter.
He could tell that she really was happy, but he simply did not know why.
“It’s been so long since I heard you laugh, Averie,” he said in a husky and seductive voice.
The smile froze on her face, and for a moment, it felt as though the two of them were still in love.
A sharp pain shot up her head and Averie tossed all the beer cans into the dustbin, before getting up from the couch to walk back to her bedroom.
“Elyette Foster… I called you… to, to wish you Happy Birthday…”
“You already did.”
“Oh… Then I hope that you get a son soon.”
Elyette could not work up a fit of anger at her thoughtless comment and simply said, “No, thank you.”
“No son? Then I wish you good fortune!” She stumbled her way back to the bedroom and threw herself back onto the bed. She breathed heavily as she felt heavy.
An idea appeared in Elyette‘s mind when he heard her heavy breathing. It was said that the truth came when one was drunk, and he happened to have a question for her.
“Averie, back then when you were pregnant with our child, did you really get rid of it?” he asked in a hoarse voice.
Hayden resembled him, and he had similar flaws in his personality as Shea did.
Elyette could not stop thinking about Hayden. If their child had survived, he would have been the same age as Hayden,
Averie heard his question. She slightly sobered her up.
Did he think that she would spill the truth simply because she had a bit too much to drink?
He had underestimated her.
She had drunk a little too much, but it was only beer and not wine. Beer would not completely make her lose her mind.
She decided to ignore him and go to sleep.
Elyette listened to her breathing and stared at the screen of his phone, reluctant to hang up. She would have never called unless she was drunk.
Averie jolted awake at eight in the morning. It was a nightmare that had woken her. A nightmare about the time when her father had just passed away.
With his death and the company declaring bankruptcy, Averie and her mother had wandered the streets like homeless strays. She had been thirsty and dying for water, but they had not a penny to their name, so they could not buy water.
Averie was drenched in sweat when she woke up. She sighed a breath of relief at the familiar sight of her bedroom and whispered to herself, “It‘s in the past, Averie… don‘t be afraid.”
Just then, a man‘s husky voice came from her phone, “Are you awake?”
Averie gaped and stared at her phone, thinking, “What‘s going on? Is my phone possessed? Why is Elyette‘s voice coming from it?”
“Calm down, ghosts don‘t appear during the daytime.” She took a deep breath to prepare herself, before picking up the phone.
Elyette had heard her mumbling to herself. He looked forward to her reaction.
When Averie unlocked the phone and saw the screen, her face stiffened. The screen showed that she had been on call with Elyette for five hours.
She instantly felt like tossing her phone away.
“I called Elyette? Why?” she thought as she stared at her phone dazedly. She flushed. She wanted to ask about what had happened, but she could not bring herself to ask. “Averie, are you awake?” He took the initiative and broke the moment of silence.
“… Yeah.” She gasped and massaged her temples. “I’m sorry… I didn’t say anything weird last night, did I?”
“Of course,” he said, “you did.”
Averie’s head started to hurt even more as she tried her best to remember what had happened the night before.
“You wished me happy birthday,” he said calmly, “and then you wished that I would get a son soon.”
“Huh?”
Averie finally remembered. She had been drinking because James was on his way back to the country and was about to get arrested.
It was already eight in the morning, and according to the time, James had probably landed.
“Elyette, I have something I need to take care of, so bye!” she blurted out and hung up.
She got out of bed and called Officer Boyd.
Her call was immediately answered.
“Officer Boyd, have you caught James?” She could hear her heart beating as though it was about to jump out of her chest.
“Yes, he has already been brought to the station and is currently being questioned,” Officer Boyd said. “I was afraid that I might wake you so I didn‘t call.”
“Thank you! Thank you!” Averie instantly relaxed, and even her head started to hurt less.
“You’re welcome. I will keep you posted.”
“Alright! Thank you!”
At ten in the morning, Averie received a phone call from her stepmother from overseas. They had not spoken for over four years, but she had never once forgotten her stepmother‘s vicious face and hateful voice.
“Averie Tate! You think you are so smart, how dare you set up such a trap!” snarled Wanda. “If something happens to my brother, I won‘t let you off easy!”
It simply filled Averie’s heart with joy to hear Wanda’s frustrated screams.
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