Chapter 87 I'm Not That Free

Eliza looked at Beau in a daze, a little surprised, "Good... Good night." "I'm going to work." Beau took a deep breath, smiled at her, and then closed the door, turning around to leave. Eliza stared blankly at the tightly shut door, and only recovered after a while. After a long while, she pulled the quilt over her head. Her face was burning hot, but her heart was so sweet that she laughed out loud. A good night's dream. The next morning, Eliza got up early. When she woke up, Beau was lying beside her, sleeping soundly. She did not know when he had fallen asleep. Afraid of disturbing his rest, she tiptoed out of the room. When she went downstairs to prepare breakfast, she saw Noah sleeping on the sofa in the living room. The sky was still bright, and the servants in the villa had not yet gone to work. Eliza frowned and hesitated for a moment. In the end, she gently walked over and covered him with a bla