"If the two of you are going to fight, do it outside! Don't be rowdy around my mother! " Hayden helped Avery to the master bedroom.
Mrs. Scarlet immediately called a bodyguard to bring Mike away.
Elliot had sobered up by the time Mike was shown the door.
He stood at the door of the master bedroom and did not dare to go in.
Avery sat beside the bed and Hayden was checking if she was injured.
"I'm fine. I'm just a little tired." Avery was afraid that her son would be worried, so she downplayed the situation. "The two of them quarreled because they drank too much. Don't worry about them."
"I could care less about them!" Hayden said angrily. "Let's go home tomorrow, Mommy. I don't want to stay here."
"Okay, " Avery agreed at once.
The punch Elliot aimed toward Mike landed on the left side of Avery's head. Her face was not injured, and any injury-if present-was blocked by her hair at the site of the punch.
"Did Layla wake up?" she asked worriedly.
"No. She's still sound asleep," Hayden replied.
"You should go to bed too! You must be tired after having an exciting day." Avery wanted to get up and send Hayden back to the room.
"I can go back to the room by myself." Hayden pushed her down and forbade her from bringing him to his room. "You need to tell me if you don't feel good."
He did not see Elliot's punch hitting Avery, only that Avery was sandwiched between the two men. Since both of them had drunk a lot, they might have hurt Avery by accident.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She still got out of bed and saw Hayden out of her room.
She had already noticed Elliot’s presence when he came over and stood at the door.
After Hayden left, she turned around and looked into his luminous gaze. She merely glanced briefly at him before going back into her room.
He followed in and closed the door.
"Let me see." He repeated his request.
She figured that she would not be able to sleep that night if she did not show it to him, so she pulled down the hair tie that held her hair up and let it loose.
He immediately parted her hair and saw the swelling on the site of the punch.
"It's swollen." His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. "I'll take you to the hospital."
"No." She knew it had swollen because he used a lot of brute force. At that time, she felt as if her skull was about to crack open."
It will be fine in two days." "Are you sure?"
"Do I know myself more or do you know myself more?" She lay down and looked at him calmly. "Are you sober now?"
"Um."
"Go take a bath and come to bed." Avery abhorred the alcoholic smell on Elliot. "Do you think I'll care that you’ve drank so much tonight? I'm not going to care about you in the future."
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