His Eagle Eyes on Me

Avery was so startled that she could not help but take a few steps back.

Elliot was like a savage beast that had awakened from a deep slumber. There was nothing scary about him when he was asleep. Now that he was awake, however, there was a menacing air of danger around him.

Mrs. Cooper walked out of the room and shut the door.

She saw Avery who looked like a deer caught in headlights and said gently, "Don't be afraid, Madam. Master Elliot just woke up, so he might not be able to accept the news yet. Let's get you to the guest room for tonight, and we'll talk in the morning. Madam Rosalie loves you, so she might just be on your side."

Avery's mind was in a frenzy. She had thought about how Elliot might die any day, but she never thought about the possibility that he might regain consciousness.

"Mrs. Cooper, my things are still in the room..." Avery said as she glanced at the door of the master bedroom, hoping to enter and take all of her belongings.

Judging by the vicious glare that Elliot had aimed at her earlier, she had a strong feeling that he was not going to accept her as his wife.

She needed to be ready to leave the mansion at any

time.

Mrs. Cooper let out a sigh and said, "Let's leave it there for now if it's nothing too important. I'll get it for you tomorrow."

"Okay," Avery responded, then asked, "Are you afraid of him?"

"I've worked for him for a long time," said Mrs. Cooper. "He may look scary, but he has not made things difficult for me."

Avery grunted in response, then spoke no further.

She might be his wife, but strictly speaking, this was their first meeting. It was understandable that he might act hostile toward her.

Avery did not sleep well that night. Her mind was filled with a million chaotic thoughts.

Elliot's recovery had completely disrupted the pace of her life.

At eight in the morning the next day, Mrs. Cooper retrieved all of Avery's belongings from the master bedroom and sent them to the guest room she was in.

"It's time for breakfast, Madam," said Mrs. Cooper. " Master Elliot is already in the dining room. You should go there too! Talk to him and get to know each other a little." "I don't think he wants to get to know me," Avery

grimaced.

"You still need to have breakfast. Come on, now! He didn't even get mad when I told him that Madam Rosalie likes you! His attitude might be a little better today," said Mrs. Cooper.

When Avery arrived at the dining room, her eyes fell on the wheelchair-bound Elliot

to move his arms thanks to routine muscle

wheelchair. He would surely be tall and strapping if he stood

herself down at the dining table as Mrs. Cooper

even

not help but sneak a peek at him, which immediately

were like bottomless black holes that could swallow

Avery Tate..." Avery

and leisurely sipped at it. His voice was dull and indifferent as he said, "I heard that you might be pregnant with my child." Avery's heart tightened, and she immediately lost her

prefer a surgical or

was calm as he said those

Avery's face, and her mind went blank. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt

Cooper felt that the topic was too eerie, so she forwent etiquette and said, "Master Elliot,

mother to pressure me," Elliot snapped as he shot a glare at Mrs. Cooper, causing her to lower

began to speak but was cut off by

gave you permission

aback, then said, "What should I call you otherwise? Should I call

thin lips and rage seeped into his

his temper, Avery quickly tried to calm

got my period. Ask the cleaning lady, Mrs. Wilson

picked up his cup of coffee and

her stomach ache and began to

without a second

then got up to go get her bag from the room so she

roof as Elliot made her

your documents ready. We'll be divorced soon,"

tracks, but she was

we going right

couple of

that she had

his mother's

Avery said before she rushed back to her

bag about five minutes

familiar

It was Cole.

tail tucked between

Cole said as he placed a

He picked up the goods from the table and tossed them

"These are the best supplements and vitamins, but I can get you something else if you don't like them... Please don't be