Chapter 55 Recklessness

• The night was quiet. Within the villa on the mountain.
• Avery sat on the leather sofa in the living room alone. Her surroundings were empty and quiet.
• After marrying for three years, the number of days she had lived with Blake could be counted on one hand. He sometimes spent a whole day with her on the eighth, but most of the time he looked through the financial statements while she sat beside him, holding a medical book. When he was at home, Avery would cook personally. Her cooking skills were not good, but he was never picky.