His Eagle Eyes on Me

Shelly showered swiftly and got changed, before hurrying outside to find Hayden waiting in the hall. Spotting her, Hayden pushed the fruit platter toward her.

"They serve us fruits here, too?" Shelly asked. Her cheeks were flushed from her hot shower.

"There are snacks, too."

"Fruits will be fine." Shelly took a bite of a piece of apple and glanced at Hayden's hand. She then set her fork down and grabbed his hand. "Your plaster is wet. Let me change it for you."

She left the fruit platter behind and proceeded to drag Hayden out of the hammam.

After Shelly and Hayden left, the women's area became lively with chatter.

"Did you notice? Ms. Taylor had a scar on her abdomen." One female employee initiated the conversation.

"What scar? I didn't see it. I only noticed her great figure."

"I didn't see it either... Wasn't she covering herself with a towel? Her figure is indeed good, though. Her waist is so slim! I envy her!"

"You guys aren't married and don't have children, so you wouldn't understand. Abdominal scars are normally a result of a C-section. Ms. Taylor might have had a child," the female employee who noticed the scar explained. "I have a scar on my abdomen, too. Mine is a vertical incision, while Ms. Taylor's is horizontal."

"Oh? Does our boss know about this?"

"He definitely knows. They must have slept together. If they didn't, the boss wouldn't have brought her along."

"But Mr. Tate and Ms. Taylor each have their own tent! If they had slept together, why don't they just share a tent?"

"I'm sure Mr. Tate knows about it. Even if he did not look into her, his family would have. Ms. Taylor's child is probably Mr. Tate's. How else did she, a woman from an ordinary family, become our boss's girlfriend?"

"If that's the case, it perfectly fits the pattern of novels about domineering CEOS! Ms. Taylor is really fortunate! With her child, she will rise to the top of society even if Mr. Tate doesn't marry her."

"There's no need to envy her. Despite her average family, Ms. Taylor is pretty good in other aspects. At least she's attractive, has a good figure and from what I've observed, she is a pleasant person. Every timet see her she is smiling at someone. She complements our boss nicely."

"Oh, please. If I could give birth to Mr. Tate's child, I would be smiling at everyone, too! The problem is, hardly even see him in person.4 guess comparison is the thief of joy!

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The streetlights were on, and the campsite had extra lights.

Shelly took out a portable first aid kit from her bag and began treating Hayden's wound.

"My mom has a similar first aid kit," Hayden said.

"Aunty recommended it to me. She said it contains a wide range of medicines and can generally meet the needs of minor injuries in daily life, so bought one," Shelly said as she re-plastered his finger. She looked at his short sleeves and asked, "Did you bring a jacket? It gets a bit chilly by the seaside at night."

"No, I didn't. I'm not afraid of the cold."

"In that case, shall we go barbecue? Do you like barbecue?" Shelly asked.

Hayden shook his head. "Probably the same way you feel about ice cream."

"Haha! It's good to have a change of taste and occasionally indulge in something different." "Okay."

They walked toward where Eliam was.

When Eliam saw them approaching, he immediately vacated a spot for them.

"Sit here, and I'll grill some meat for you," Shelly said, offering the small stool to Hayden.

Hayden glanced at his freshly plastered finger and obediently sat down.