Chapter 7 - I didn't want this marriage

Avery’s fingers dug into the palm of her hands at the sound of the voice. She turned around shakily to meet Anderson’s cold and piercing gaze. His shirt was loose and three buttons from the top were opened. Though tired and angry looking, he was still incredibly handsome. Flushed, Avery lowered her head at the thought of a good excuse as her heart rate refused to return to normal.

“Nowhere. I couldn’t sleep and wanted fresh air,” she said in a low tone with her head lowered. Anderson didn’t think she was up to anything bad but then, his eyes caught something and he grew suspicious. Why would she be all dressed up and wearing trainers if it was just for fresh air?

“You could have stood at your balcony if that was the case.” His tone was slightly impassive and his voice lowered. Avery was happy that he believed her but knew that her plan was ruined.

“Don’t forget that this isn’t my house and It’s my first time here. I was going to stroll in the garden,” she explained. Within a few days,