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.

up as he no longer tried to hide

wrist as he snarled, "Did you drink

She wanted

her eyes welled up with tears. The more she struggled,

if he was deliberately trying to

Elliot snapped. Seeing her face twist in agony further angered

I don't

struggling. By the time she registered the first question, streams

didn't drink, Elliot! I didn't!" she said with eyes filled with

up and down his throat. The next second,

had not drunk, but he clearly

tip of his nose landed on the crook

delicate skin

It was odd.

not smell alcohol

completely still as she felt Elliot's nose on her

so nervous that

thing that

let go of her wrist, but

thought of being abused by

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

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

did not seem to realize that

dark eyes looked puzzled. "Your clothes smell like another man's alcohol. Are you going to take it off, or should I?" Elliot said in a hoarse voice that

froze in stunned

she smell like another man's

Hold on...

to

Right now?

reality, she pushed her hands against his

not give her a chance to get away and tightened his arms

and violently tore the

"Ah!"

dress, Avery felt a sudden chill on her

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

couch and stared coldly at her exposed shoulders and back. "Remember your place, Mrs.

dress that Elliot had just ripped and held back her

one who had

had also

tried to get her drunk, and they would not let her go even when she tried to come

them down and left the

pregnant, so she could

way that she would be out drinking with other

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