His Eagle Eyes on Me

Chapter 98

"Avery! Have you forgotten whose wife you are?!" Elliot clenched her struggling little hands tightly and

pinned them above her head. "I told you to stay away from Charlie! Don't challenge my patience!"

It had been a while since Avery had seen him this irritable and crazy. He looked so weak, but his

strength was frightening. She did not dare resist him, as the more she fought, the crazier he became.

Avery lied down quietly for the sake of the children she carried within her. She waited for him to vent his

dissatisfaction.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Elliot's burning gaze watched Avery's face. His fingers rubbed her

cheeks, finally slipping from her eyebrows to behind her ears.

"What do you want me to say? What do you want to hear? I'll say it for you." She said. 1

The anger in Elliot's heart was instantly extinguished.

"Avery, am I really unforgivable?"

Elliot's voice was hoarse and soft, his fingers sieved through her hair to gently clasp her in his palms.

His body was a little hot, and Avery felt really warm.

"You're not unforgivable." Avery's eyes moved slightly, dropping her disguise. "Elliot, you are amazing.

Everything about you is amazing!... But, I want to lead

a peaceful life, so let me go."

The hope in Elliot's eyes shattered, and he did not want to listen to her anymore. Then, he covered her

cherry lips with his. 1

At noon, the bodyguard knocked on the door. Laura opened the door and let him in.

"Where's Mr. Foster?" The bodyguard immediately became vigilant when he saw no one in the living

room.

Laura pointed to the bedroom door. "In the room."

The bodyguard replied, "Oh..." 1

He wanted to ask when Elliot would come out, but he soon noticed that the question was redundant as

no one but Elliot himself knew that.

"I made lunch. Do you want to eat? Where's the other person with you? Call him in. We will dine

together," said Laura warmly.

The bodyguard sullenly walked to the bedroom door, pressing his ear against the door.

There was no sound coming from within.

Laura said, "The house isn't soundproofed, and if they're talking inside, we can hear it from outside.

Maybe he's asleep. I think he's still sick!" 1

The bodyguard sighed. "The doctor told him not to go out, but he insisted on coming."

Laura nodded. "Don't worry! He’ll be fine with us."

The bodyguard asked alertly, "Where's Avery?"

"She's inside too," Laura answered.

The bodyguard's thoughts began to run wild. "How long have they been in there?"

"Maybe an hour? I went out to buy groceries before, so I don't know when the two of them got in,"

Laura said as she walked toward the kitchen, "If you're not eating, I'll eat first."

The bodyguard was in no mood to eat. Their relationship had been strained recently, and Elliot was so

sick and weak. Avery could easily kill him in the room! Thinking of this, the bodyguard could not care

less anymore and just opened the bedroom door. However, he was greeted with a surprising scene.

Elliot was lying naked on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless...

Avery stood by the bed holding a quilt. She probably did not expect someone to push the door open, so

she looked rather surprised.

"What did you do to Mr. Foster?!" The bodyguard growled, strode to the bed, and reached out his finger

to see if Elliot was still breathing.

Avery was impressed by the bodyguard's imagination. "He's not dead but asleep."

The bodyguard retracted his hand in embarrassment and glanced at Elliot's body again. "Why did you

take off his clothes! Why are you such a sl*t!" 4 "Don't slander me! He took it off himself." Avery glared

at the bodyguard, adding, "If you don't believe me, you can ask him when he wakes up!" 2

The bodyguard gasped "Oh," and glanced at Avery. She was wearing a summer nightdress, and her

exposed skin gave a glimpse of what had just happened.

"I'm going out! Take good care of him!" He strode out after saying his piece. 2

Avery's head was heavy with anger. She sat down on the edge of the bed and glanced sideways at

Elliot.