His Eagle Eyes on Me

"I realized that I'm still young, so I don't have to rush into marriage," Hayden said.

"Why would you think that you are still young, Hayden? Just look at you. Your skin isn't as smooth as before, and you are aging. A human body's aging process speeds up once they are past twenty-five years old, so your body is just going to deteriorate more as the years go by."

"Don't try to make me anxious about my age. If I'm growing old, so are you. We are the same age."RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

"Damn, you are so stubborn." Layla turned to look at Avery. "Mom, help me out."

"Hayden, do you think that all the girls we introduce you to are beneath you?" Avery asked.

Hayden instantly fell silent.

"Hahaha! So that's what you really think, Hayden!" Layla burst out laughing.

"Mom, that's not what I think. I'm busy, and, even if I marry someone, I won't be able to spend time with her. I might as well wait until my business stabilizes..."

"Didn't it stabilize a long time ago?" Avery asked, confused. "You've been working for over a decade. Do you have no intention of adjusting your life?"

"There's a new direction that I would like to work toward. It happens to be a breakthrough for my company..." Hayden started going into detail about his business plan.

Avery was not overly concerned about his career as she was confident that Hayden had his own plans for the future; her only concern was his love life.

Hayden had always been alone. He did not have a girlfriend nor many friends, and he had never brought anyone back to meet his parents. Layla and Robert, on the other hand, had at least introduced their friends to Avery.

"Hayden, are you trying to be the

richest man in the world?" Layla teased. "If you are sure that you can achieve that, I won't bother introducing women to you. After all, once you are the richest man on Earth, there will always be eighteen-year-old beauties who will

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throw themselves at you, even when you turn eighty-eight."

"Even if I'm not the richest man on Earth, I can get pretty close and still get eighteen-year-old beauties to marry me," Hayden retorted.

Avery was amused as Hayden rarely responded with such humor.

"If you really are that busy, just focus. on your career, then. You aren't even thirty yet, so you are still pretty young," Avery said. "When fate deemsit time for you to meet the one you are to be with, you won't be able to stop it."

"Mom, I think what you said might be true for anyone but Hayden. He is so stubborn, and there's no woman out there who can be more important to him than his career," Layla teased.

"Even if he doesn't find love, having a successful career is a good thing," Avery said. "It's still better than not having either."

"You gave up so easily, Mom. I wanted you to convince Hayden to keep looking for a girlfriend!" Layla smiled and took a sip of her soup. "Oh, why isn't Dad here?"

The three of them turned to look into the living room and found Elliot standing there, listening in on their conversation.

"He isn't hungry so ignore him," Avery said.

"Mom, do you or do you not believe Dad? Honestly, I'm getting confused," Layla said.

"I'm more than willing to believe him, but that baby does look like him."

"I told you! I thought I was the only one who saw the resemblance. I didn't know you saw it, too."

"Forget it. Let's just wait for the results!" Avery's heart grew heavy whenever they discussed the baby so she would rather chat casually with her children and feel at ease.