His Eagle Eyes on Me novel Chapter 1726

Avery stilled.

"Well, that might not be the case. She will recover if the surgery is a success. Men are born to be unfaithful and cruel, especially men who are wealthy," the other person said. "It might not be that bad that Avery divorced him! Maybe true happiness awaits her ahead."

Avery turned her heels and headed back to the ward.

"Doctor, can she go home to rest?" Mike asked.

"Yes, but you will have to be careful. She can't be moving around independently. She probably can't see all that well right now, so you will need to hire a nurse to look after her," the doctor reminded him."

Remember to get in touch with me the moment she shows any signs of discomfort." "Okay.”

"Also, we placed three stitches inside her eyes so remember to come back in three months to have them removed."

"Okay. Anything else we need to pay attention to?"

"Keep her eyes clean, make sure her mood remains stable, and no crying," the doctor said. "Bear with it for a while and everything will be much easier once she fully recovers."

"Yeah! Thank you!” Mike walked the doctor out of the room.

The nurse helped Avery to bed. "Miss Tate, would you like to lie down?" "I'll sit for a while." Avery's back was hurting from lying down too often.

"Your eyes should recover soon, so why are you so depressed?” Noticing Avery's gloomy mood, the nurse consoled her with a smile. "I've been a nurse for many years, and I've cared for my fair share of patients. I've seen how miserable it is to be ill, and I think a healthy body is most important.”

"I think so, too." Avery beamed. "I'm actually in a good mood. Once my eyes get better, I can go on with all the things that I've been wanting to do."

"Of course! Would you like some soup?"

"Get me some. I will have it on my own."

"Sure."

Shortly after, Mike returned to the room with a letter for discharge.

Avery had finished her soup and was handing the bowl back to the nurse.

"I'm not as unambitious as you think," Mike said, sounding defeated, "I might not like working that much, but I need a sense of accomplishment, too." "So what are you thinking?"

"Once your eyes get better, I will return to the office," he said, reassuring her. "I won't stand idly by while Elliot hits us like that."

"Mike, we don’t really have to fight him. If we don't have what it takes to win, we can simply accept defeat." Avery had prepared herself for the worst. "I've already given Tate Industries up, so I'm not really that upset."

"It’s not happening yet, so let's not get overly permissistic."

"I'm not being pessimistic. It's called being prepared for the worst so that we won't be caught off-guard."

"Yeah."

After exiting the hospital, Mike drove toward the ocean, which was half an hour away from the hospital. The house was located in the most famous beachside city in Bridgedale.

Once they settled in the mansion, Mike took her to the balcony.

It was four in the afternoon, and the sun was not as unforgiving as it had been, and a cool breeze blew over them.