His Eagle Eyes on Me novel Chapter 8

Rosalie stood looking into the room from the open door.

Avery was curled up in a ball with her arms around her knees as she leaned against the wall.

Her hair was down, and it was a mess.

She looked up in a daze when she heard the commotion at the door.

"Avery! What happened to you?" Rosalie exclaimed. When she saw Avery's face, which was white as a sheet of paper, her blood pressure instantly shot up.

"How did you become like this? Was it... Was it Elliot? Is he abusing you?"

At this point, there was a slight tremble in Rosalie's voice.

Avery had lost a lot of weight.

Her face was void of any color, and there were faint cracks on her dry lips.

Her chest rose and fell unsteadily. She wanted to speak, but she could not find her voice.

Mrs. Cooper walked over with a glass of warm milk and passed it to Avery.

"Have a glass of milk first, Madam. Don't be afraid. Now that Madam Rosalie is here, you can eat."

Rosalie's brows furrowed furiously as she said," What's that? Elliot isn't letting Avery eat? How did she get so skinny? Is he trying to starve her to death?"

The incident shocked Rosalie to the core.

She stormed over to the living room and stood before her son.

"Elliot, Avery is the wife that I arranged for you. What would you have me think if you tormented her this way?"

"She should be punished for her mistakes. If it weren't for your sake, do you think I would have allowed her to stay until now?" Elliot said in a cold, nonchalant voice.

The way he saw it, starving her for two days was a lot more merciful than breaking her arm.

She touched something she was not supposed to. She crossed his line. How could he easily forgive her?

"Mistake? What did Avery do?" asked Rosalie.

In her eyes, Avery was a sensible, well-behaved, and observant girl. She would never be stupid enough to deliberately anger Elliot.

Elliot pursed his lips and did not answer his mother.

"I know... I know why you never wanted to get married and have children," said Rosalie. "Elliot, it's because I know too well exactly what you're thinking that I can't allow you to do this. Avery is a good girl. It's fine if you don't love her. You just have to stay together, even if you're only husband and wife in name!"

At this point, Rosalie's eyes welled up with tears of agony.

She became even more worked up the more she spoke, and her eyes turned bloodshot.

Elliot was about to retaliate when he noticed his mother's condition. He signaled to his bodyguard to hold on to her.

"As long as I'm sure, you can't chase Avery out!

Divorce isn't out of the question... You just have to find a girl you like. I will not allow you to spend the rest of your life alone!" Rosalie said as the bodyguard helped her to the couch. Her head was spinning even more.

She could feel herself running out of breath as she said those last words.

Thirty seconds later, Rosalie's head tilted and she fell back onto the couch.

The old Mrs. Foster, who just had been discharged that morning, was then rushed back to the hospital.

Elliot did not expect his mother to be so stubborn. He also did not expect her to be so furious.

He had thought that the matter with Avery could be settled quickly, but it seemed that there were some obstacles.

He did not only hate Avery, but he also refused all women.

It was impossible that he would find another woman for the sake of divorcing Avery.

In the guest bedroom, Avery sipped on the glass of milk as her condition improved slightly.

She heard everything that was happening outside the room.

Elliot did not say much, but he still managed to provoke his mother to the point of fainting.

Mrs. Cooper brought Avery a bowl of oatmeal. She then picked up a brush and began combing through Avery's disheveled hair.

"Did you hear that, Madam? As long as Madam Rosalie is around, Master Elliot won't kick you out," consoled Mrs. Cooper.

Avery had starved for two days. She was tired and out of energy, but there was one thing she was certain about.

"I want a divorce," she said in a husky voice, but each of her words was clear. "Whether he wants to or not, I will absolutely divorce him."