Chapter 16 Daddy Should Feed Mommy

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? All of a sudden, he was curious to see how Eliza was like at her workplace. Soon, the car stopped at the gate of the villa. Braint was waiting patiently at the entrance. Demarion, on the other hand, rushed to them. "Daddy, is mommy okay?" Eliza got out of the car. "Mommy—!" Demarion rushed to Eliza and looked at her injured right hand. "Are you hurt?" "I'm fine, I accidentally dislocated my wrist." 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?" Eliza pursed her lips as she turned to look at Beau, who exuded a brooding aura. She nodded. "Yes." That gangster was indeed a vicious man. "How dare he hurt my mother!" "I'll seek revenge against him in the future!" Demarion was filled with indignation. "Does it hurt a lot?" 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!" Braint's unhappy voice echoed from inside the house, "Demarion, you shouldn't lie. You know I prepared it myself." "I was there accompanying you the whole time while you were preparing it. So that means I prepared it with you!" Braint rolled his eyes at his twin. Beau, who was still sitting in the back seat, frowned slightly when he saw his two sons bringing Eliza into the house. "These brats! I can't believe it! They have never done anything by themselves in the house. Eliza has only arrived for a few days, and they're already doing their best to win her favor," Beau sighed as he thought. Why was it that he had a feeling that his children had betrayed him? "Mr. Valentine, I've found it." Declan knocked on the door and handed a document to Beau. "Eliza went to meet her father, Luca Chapman, who lived in the slums. That is why she was found in that alley today." "Luca is a drunkard who is in a huge amount of debt. I'm positive that Eliza went to give him some money." "Also, all the surveillance cameras of the hotel had been destroyed today. However, one of the cameras on the streets showed that Eliza's sister, Esme, went to the hotel today." "Should I do a background search on the Lawson family?" Beau waved his hand and said, "Wait for further instructions." ...... "Mommy, this way!" At dinner time, Demarion pulled out Eliza's chair carefully and gestured her to sit down. On the other hand, Braint made sure the utensils were neatly placed on the table in front of her. Sitting on the opposite side of Eliza, Beau frowned when he saw the scene before him. All of a sudden, he felt like an outsider. However, he felt guilty when he saw Eliza's right hand, which was wrapped in white gauze. After a while, Beau stood up and served the food personally to Eliza. "Thank you." Eliza lowered her head and thanked him before she enjoyed her meal. Since her right wrist was injured, she could only hold the fork with her left hand. However, she was right-handed, and she just couldn't get used to it. Noticing Eliza's clumsy movements, Demarion said with a cheeky smile, "Daddy, mommy is hurt. Why don't you feed her instead?" "You're her husband, that's why you have to take care of her!" Eliza's complexion was flushed red when she heard that. What shocked her beyond words was that Beau actually stood up and walked towards her. When he was approaching her, she could feel her heart drumming against her chest at his presence.  Finally, he sat down beside her and picked up her fork and spoon. Was he really serious about feeding her? "No... no! It's fine!" Eliza waved her hand nervously and said, "I can do it myself!" She was already short of breath when he was approaching. If he fed her personally, she would literally suffocate and die. "You're lying." Braint glanced at her indifferently. "You can't even pick up your fork properly. How are you going to eat?" "That's right!" Demarion said with a furtive smile, "Mommy, you should listen to Braint." "I always see couples feeding each other in Korean dramas. It's normal." Eliza was so sheepish she didn't know what to say anymore. She turned her face away and acted as if she was a mother parenting a child. "You should learn from Braint. Stop watching Korean dramas. Focus on your studies instead..." Braint looked up and said, "I think what Demarion said is right." "Daddy should feed mommy." Eliza was speechless. "Open your mouth." Beau's magnetic voice echoed from beside her.