His Eagle Eyes on Me

Chapter 12

It was nine at night.

Dry leaves rustled on the ground in the fall wind.

Avery emerged from a cab and winced at the sudden chill.

She clutched her purse and quickly rushed toward the front door of the Foster mansion.

In the dark of night, she donned a strappy red dress which was sexy yet enchanting.

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The thought that she had deliberately dressed that way to entertain other men made Elliot clench his fists. Avery only noticed Elliot sitting in the living room couch when she was changing her shoes in the foyer.

He was wearing a black shirt, which made him appear even more gloomy and cold.

The expression on his face was as indifferent as ever, so she did not look at him for long.

Once she had changed her shoes, she hesitated. She did not know whether she should greet him or not.

He did give her that pack of tissues that morning.

Avery walked uneasily into the living room and looked at Elliot.

The atmosphere was different that night. Mrs. Cooper would usually come out to greet her when she arrived home.

Was Mrs. Cooper out?

She took a deep breath as her heart thumped in her chest. She decided to avoid him.

"Come here," Elliot said icily.

Since they were the only ones in the living room, she could not pretend like she did not hear him.

"What is it?" Avery said as she stopped and glanced at him.

"I said, come here," Elliot said in a terrifyingly forceful voice.

Avery's heart tightened, and she involuntarily walked over to him.

She did not dare disobey him even if he was in a wheelchair and did not pose as big of a threat to her.

She walked to his side, looked at his handsome but stern face, and took a deep breath.

"What is it? Is it time for us to get divorced?"

Elliot's brows furrowed upon hearing her words.

He smelled the faint smell of alcohol emanating from her hair.

She had drunk wine.

as he no longer tried

"Did you drink with someone? Did you have a good

felt like Elliot was about to break her wrist. She wanted to pull her hand

as her eyes welled up with tears. The more she struggled, the harder his grip

was as if he was deliberately trying to hurt her and

Answer me!" Elliot snapped. Seeing her face twist in agony

time? I don't

she registered the first question, streams

drink, Elliot! I didn't!" she said

throat. The next

had not drunk, but

nose landed on

soft and delicate skin carried a warm,

It was odd.

smell alcohol

still as she felt Elliot's nose on her skin, gently tickling

She was so nervous that she forgot to breathe, and her heart forgot to

that he stopped treating

her wrist, but

abused by him angered

had not fully recovered, and he might not have any feeling in them yet. She placed her hand on his trousers

reason she was brave enough to do this was because she was prepared to deal with

to realize

looked puzzled. "Your clothes smell like another man's alcohol. Are you going to take it off, or

froze in stunned

smell like

Hold on...

wanted her to take

Right now?

she snapped back to reality, she pushed her hands against his chest and tried to

give her a chance to get away and

violently tore the back of her dress in

"Ah!"

dress, Avery felt a

her body boiled as she scowled, "Elliot Foster! You

stared coldly at her

the high-end dress that Elliot had just ripped

one who had arranged the meeting that

also

they

up turning them

was pregnant, so she

that she would be out drinking

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