His Eagle Eyes on Me novel Chapter 1101

Elliot was so shocked that his back broke into a cold sweat.

He had been sitting by the bed and eating the lollipop in pain as he scrolled through his phone when a sudden shriek came from behind him. Who would be able to handle that kind of shock?

He brought the half-eaten lollipop over to Avery.

"Why did you wake up so quickly?" He saw the anger in her eyes, then cooed, "I was worried it would melt, so I helped you eat some of it."

"Why didn't you just wake me?" Avery snatched the lollipop over and took a big bite. "I told you I was hot but you still ate it. Couldn't you have just asked the butler to send up another one?" "Don't eat too much of that stuff." Elliot caressed Avery's forehead. "Do you still feel dizzy?"

"I do!" Avery frowned. "Eating something cold like this helps."

"There's some soup that can help you sober up. Do you want some?"

"I'll have it later." Avery glanced at the insulated container. It was a pretty little

pink container. "What kind of soup is it?"

"I'll open it up and check." Elliot brought the container over and opened the cover." It looks like tomato soup."

"I want some." She was suddenly craving something with a little acidity.

Elliot immediately poured out a bowl of soup for her.

Avery finished her lollipop, had two full bowls of tomato soup, then lay back down in bed once her cravings were satisfied.

Just when she thought that she could finally fall into a deep slumber, a wave of nausea suddenly overcame her and she could not hold it back!

"Blergh!"

Avery stepped onto the carpeted floors in her bare feet and threw up into the trash can.

She had thrown up the lollipop and the tomato soup she just had.

Elliot hurried over, then helped her up with one arm and wiped her lips with a napkin with his other hand.

Elliot was at a loss for words.

The next morning, Elliot was awakened by his phone's ringtone.

Avery had had too much to drink that night before and did not end up falling asleep until four in the morning.

She was still sleeping soundly at that moment, but Elliot had a headache from being awakened.

He answered the phone, then shut his eyes and said, "What is it?"

"Sir, Nathan White surrendered himself at the police station this morning," Chad said on the other end of the line. "Do you want to check things out at the station?"

"Surrender?" Elliot’s eyes shot open as his gaze turned cold. "What did he do wrong? Does he want me to bail him out? Tell him to forget about it!" "That's not it," Chad explained. "He said he was the one who killed Eason Foster." The expression on Elliot's face instantly froze.

"The police have informed Henry Foster about this. A report has been filed and Nathan White could be looking at a death sentence," Chad continued. "Do you want to head over and check things out?"