His Eagle Eyes on Me

Inside the master bathroom, Eric spotted the underwear that Layla tossed into the trash can and noticed that she had not done the same to her pajamas, which were stained in blood as well. After washing her pajamas by hand as well, he took the trash outside.

Layla lying on her bed was with her phone when she saw him walking out. She blurted out, "Eric, do you have a servant? Why don't you just get your servant to look after me? You should go home!" Though she was moved that Eric was willingly working as her servant, she did not want him to do chores, especially not with those beautiful hands of his that felt softer than hers.

"I don't have one," he said. "If you want to hire a servant, I can get one for you now."

She considered it for a few moments before saying, "It's fine! I will get better soon anyways, and I swear I'll watch what I eat from now on."

"Okay. Stay in bed. I will cook once I'm done with hanging the clothes," Eric said as he considered the possibility of adding meat to dinner since Layla's appetite seemed to have improved. After drinking soup and eating plain pasta for the past two days, she had visibly lost weight.

An hour later, Layla's phone rang and she answered the call right away when she saw that it was her mother.

"Layla, your dad and I have come to see you! We brought dinner. We need you to open the door for us later."

"I Mom?! Where are you right now? Have you departed?!"

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feeling moved, Layla could think of nothing but the fact

thought. She hung up and yelled, "Eric, my parents are here! They are on the way up! Hide in the

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rang, and she took a deep breath before opening

shocked to find