It is not so much a secret as it is privacy.
Avery wrote all her account numbers and passwords in this notebook.
It’s just that Elliot’s not interested. He has no hobby of prying into the privacy of others.
He turned the paper over, and as a result, saw the photo she had pasted on the paper.
This is their previous sweet photo.
In the photo, the two of them are smiling happily.
Even, in front of the camera, Elliot kissed her cheek. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his heart arrhythmia, and his body temperature rose suddenly.
His fingers quickly flipped back…the back was full of pictures of him and her.
There are group photos in the living room, dining room, and bedroom at home, and there are group photos in restaurants, streets, and the seaside.
He didn’t look at the photos carefully because he didn’t want to recall the past. His past has been judged as a failure, and he does not want to repeat the same mistakes.
With a ‘pop’, he threw the notepad into the trash can next to it.
“Mr. Foster, your CT results are out.” The radiologist handed the printed paper report to him, “You’re recovering well, but you should pay attention in the future. Don’t overuse your brain or exercise vigorously in the near future. Take more rest.”
“Thank you.” Elliot took the paper report form, but out of the corner of his eyes fell on the trash can next to him.
Seeing that he was standing still, the doctor wondered, “You can show the results to Vice President Lewis. Let’s see what he has to say.”
“Are you still doing anything?” Didn’t move, so I asked.
“It’s all right. Go get busy.” Elliot said.
The doctor scratched his head, turned and entered the CT room.
After Elliot closed the door of the CT room, he immediately picked up the black notepad from the trash can next to it. He opened the notebook, tore off the first page, and threw the notepad in the trash again.
Those group photos, Elliot didn’t want to see them. He didn’t want to keep Notepad.
However, he couldn’t expose Avery’s privacy. The torn paper was quickly folded by him and put into his pocket.
When he came out of the hospital, the driver saw him and immediately opened the car door for him. After he got in the car, the car quickly drove away.
In the hospital parking lot, Avery’s bodyguard threw the cigarette between his fingers on the ground and crushed it with his feet.
Today Avery arranged a task for him – to follow Elliot.
If he can find out where Elliot lives, it’s best. If he can’t find where Elliot lives, then stare at Elliot’s itinerary today to see where he goes and who he sees.
This task was quite arduous. The bodyguard listened to this task in the morning and shook his head directly.
After he shook his head, Avery immediately took out his mobile phone and wanted to book a ticket for him and send him back to Aryadelle.
Of course, the bodyguard can’t leave Avery here alone, so he can only take over the task in pain.
Avery comforted him very gently. Although Elliot forgot her now and was ruthless towards her, Elliot’s attitude towards others would not change.
What she means is that Elliot is still a good person, and if the stalker is discovered, Elliot will not kill him.
The bodyguard drove and caught up with Elliot’s car.
Elliot’s driver soon found out that he was being followed, so he reported to Elliot, “Mr. Foster, the black car in the back has been following us. It came from the hospital.”
Elliot glanced at the rearview mirror.