Chapter 16
After he admitted his crime, Michael was taken away by the police.
Eliza shifted on the bed carefully.
She could feel the warmth of Beau’s palm holding her waist.
Since she was placing her focus on Michael and the policemen just now, she didn’t realize that she looked like a loving couple with Beau.
Now, there were only two of them left in the ward.
The atmosphere inside the room was romantic and the lights were warm. The distance between them was so close that they could feel the rhythm of each other’s breathing. Since she hadn’t been in an intimate relationship with anyone before, she felt slightly uncomfortable with Beau sitting so close to her.
He could literally feel her every movement.
Eliza’s face was flushed red because she could still feel his hands holding on to her waist, After a long while, she bit her lip and said, “Mr. Valentine, now that they’ve all left, I think we should let go of each other.”
Just now, her behavior was just a pretense for everyone to see.
Beau raised his hand and pulled her into a tight embrace. He said with a low and magnetic voice, “You didn’t address me as Mr. Valentine just now.”
Eliza couldn’t think straight because she could feel his breath just beside her.
Well, it was true. She did address him as her hubby just now…
If her face could get any redder, it would be emitting steam by now.
Quickly, she pushed his hand away and backed off. Her face was burning, and she didn’t know how to react at all.
“Eliza.”
He didn’t touch her any further. Instead, he leaned against the windows and crossed his arms, “I don’t like it when you lie.”
Not knowing what he meant, Eliza looked at him with a blank expression.
“You told me that you didn’t know how to fight.”
Even though Michael was old, he was still a middle-aged man with a large figure.
How could a petite woman like Eliza beat him without training?
She even stabbed him twice in the legs.
“I’m not lying.”
Realizing that he was referring to this problem, Eliza pursed her lips and said guiltily, “Well, I’ve been a stunt woman for many years, so I might’ve picked up some basics.”
Beau narrowed his eyes. Obviously, he did not believe it.
“Besides, Michael is too weak.” Eliza lowered her head as she tried to think of an excuse.
To tell the truth, she had some training from Luca before. Back then, he taught her some moves because she was a weak and scrawny girl who looked like easy prey.
Besides the birthmark on her waist, Luca had also warned Eliza about keeping her knowledge of self defense a secret.
Eliza did not know Luca’s intentions behind it. However, since she had already agreed to hide it, she would keep it a secret until the end.
While she was lost in her thoughts, Beau grabbed hold of her wrist all of a sudden.
Eliza looked at Beau. “You…”
Beau narrowed his eyes.
“Crack!”
He just dislocated her wrist accidentally.
“I’ve told you. I’m not good at fighting at all. Michael is just too weak of an opponent.”
Sitting in the back seat of the car, Eliza looked at her wrist, which was wrapped in gauze, in dismay.
Beau, who was sitting by her side, said with a solemn expression, “I didn’t know that you’d be so fragile.”
He just wanted to test her abilities. It wasn’t his intention to dislocate her wrist at all.
Looking at her angry expression, he felt guilty.
How could someone as fragile as Eliza work as a stunt woman in Parson Media?
“Mommy-!”
Eliza ruffled his hair with her left hand and reassured him, “I’m really fine, don’t worry.” Demarion gritted his teeth angrily and said, “Did those gangsters do this to you?”
Braint stood up. He turned around and entered the house. “I’ve prepared your favorite milk tea.” “Right!” Demarion grabbed Eliza’s hand and pulled her into the house enthusiastically. “Mommy, Braint figured out that you like to drink taro-flavored milk tea!”
“We even asked the butler to buy the ingredients for us! We made it ourselves, it will definitely calm down your nerves!”
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