My Three Darlings by Anonymous novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

The next second, Eliza was pulled into a familiar embrace. Beau’s embrace was extremely warm. She lay in his arms and smiled drunkenly. “It’s better in the dream.” She must be dreaming. If it wasn’t a dream, why would Beau appear in front of her? Why would he hug her? He should be busy with his work now. He should be thinking about Chasity. How could it be possible… How could it be possible for him to come to her, an unimportant woman? Beau, who was holding her, sighed softly. He raised his head and looked at the people in the room. “Everyone, my wife is drunk.” “I’ll take her away first.” After that, he held Eliza in his arms. When he was about to stand up, he was blocked by an arm.

It was Julian. He leaned against the door with a cold smile on his lips. “Mr. Valentine, do you want to take her away just like this?” “If not?” Beau held Eliza in his arms and swept his cold gaze across Julian’s face. “It seems that I don’t need Mr. Benton’s permission to take my wife home.” “If you and Eliza didn’t quarrel, naturally you don’t need my permission.” Julian picked up the goblet and took a sip of red wine with a faint smile on his lips. “But now, your relationship is not good.” “Eliza is drunk now. If I allow you to take her away, I’m afraid she will throw a tantrum at me when she wakes up.” 2 He deliberately made the relationship between Eliza and him sound intimate. In fact, Eliza had never said anything about quarreling with Beau, nor would she be angry at him. Beau curled his lips. “Oh?” “Why do I not know that I had a fight with my wife?” In the room, the two tall men had a strong aura. Their tit-for-tat interaction made the atmosphere in the room oppressive. Gloria bit her lips and quickly walked overto be the peacemaker. “That.” “Mr. Benton, did Eliza and Mr. Valentine have a fight?” “Didn’t she just call Mr. Valentine on the balcony?” “It didn’t look like a quarrel…” Julian curled his lips. “If they didn’t quarrel, why did Eliza not eat much and start drinking straight after she returned from the balcony?” “She’s obviously not good at drinking, but after talking with Beau on the phone, she started

drinking crazily. Isn’t it obvious enough?” Gloria was stunned. It seemed… to make sense. She looked at Julian and then at Beau. For a moment, she did not know what to do. Even though Eliza was drunk, the oppressive atmosphere in the room still made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She pursed her lips and pulled away Beau’s hand. “I want to drink,” Gloria frowned and hurried to hold her.

The surrounding actors whispered and began to talk. “Why did Mr. Benton stop her husband from taking her away? Even if they had a quarrel, Eliza and Mr. Valentine are still husband and wife. Is there anything more intimate than a married couple?”

This was Eliza’s phone. It dropped on the floor when she supported Eliza just now, so she put it in her pocket She wanted to give it back to Eliza when she returned to her room later, but she didn’t expect it to ring in her pocket. Gloria picked up the phone. It was from Graciana. “Where is Eliza?” Hearing Gloria’s voice, Graciana frowned directly. “Who are you?” Gloria took a look at Eliza, who was still leaning on the sofa and watching the two men drinking, she hurriedly went to the balcony with her mobile phone in her hand. She gave Graciana a brief explanation of the current situation and even sent her a short video of Beau drinking with Julian, Graciana, “…” “I’ll be right there.”

Twenty minutes later. Noah arrived with the hangover soup and medicine, so as Graciana. The two men on the sofa had already drunk two bottles of red wine respectively. Surprisingly, their tolerance level for the alcohol was high. Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to stay sober after drinking a bottle of wine. Not only were these two men not drunk, but they continued to compete with each other. Graciana glanced at Eliza, who was still drinking on the sofa, and quickly strode over. “Eliza, I’ll take you back to your room.” Eliza curled her lips and pulled Graciana’s arm away. “No!” “I want… I want to continue drinking!” Then, she picked up the bottle on the table and was about to drink it. Beau quickly snatched the bottle of wine. Julian also hid the other drinks on the table, afraid that she would continue to snatch them. “Stop drinking.” Graciana pursed her lips. “Why are you so drunk?” Eliza chuckled. “I’m in a bad mood, I just want to drink!” Graciana sighed and held Eliza’s hand. “Why are you in a bad mood?” Her best friend’s familiar warmth and tone cleared Eliza’s head a little. She looked up and stared at Graciana’s face. Her aggrieved voice almost sounded like she was going to cry, “I’m in a bad mood.” “Beau doesn’t like me.”