My Three Darlings by Anonymous
Chapter 97

Chapter 97

Owen's body suddenly stiffened. He quickly turned around. At the door of the ward, a tall man was looking at him with his arms crossed and his eyes full of banter. "Cough, cough..." Owen gave a light cough. " suddenly remembered. There are still patients waiting for me over there. I, I, I, I am busy!" After that, regardless of Beau's expression, Owen got up and strode away from Beau. "Alas..." Eliza raised her hand, but before she could say a word, Owen had disappeared completely in her sight. "What, you can't bear to part with him?" Seeing Eliza's expression, Beau raised his hand indifferently and closed the room door. After a "bang", there were only Eliza and Beau left in the closed room. He gracefully paced to her and sat down on a chair at the side. He gently opened the lunch box for her and then handed her a spoon. Eliza took the spoon and said, "Thank you." After that, she lowered her head and ate the porridge carefully. "I know Owen's words were all nonsense. I won't take it seriously." Beau's voice was low with a hint o amusement. "He wasn't completely lying." Eliza was stunned as she looked at him. His deep and bottomless eyes were smiling faintly. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Eliza's face turned red. She quickly lowered her head and continued eating her porrdige. Beau narrowed his eyes.

it

He could feel that she was very restrained.

"Eliza."

When Beau called her name in a low voice, it was a bit awkward, but the voice was beautiful.

She silently agreed and continued to seriously eat the porridge. "Did Jory come?" She nodded silently. "Your fiancée is here too." "Fiancée?" Beau frowned slightly. After a long while, he remembered that she was talking about Lucija. He raised his hand and grabbed her bowl. "I'll feed you." Seeing him put the spoon to her mouth, Eliza felt a little uneasy. "I can do it myself." "It's not like I've never fed you before." He shook his head helplessly and pushed the spoon forward a little. She glanced at him, then slowly lowered her head and ate the spoonful of porridge. One spoon after another. Beau's deep and low voice sounded softly, "She was never my fiancee." "But..." 2 "My second brother brought her back." "My second brother used to be a soldier. An accident happened during the last task before he retired. His old squad leader blocked a grenade for him and died." "After the death of the old squad leader, his wife in the countryside couldn't stand the blow and committed suicide. She left her an underage daughter. Therefore, second brother brought this girl who became an orphan back to the Valentine family and raised her as a sister." Eliza paused. "Is this girl Lucija?" "That's right." Beau nodded and continued feeding her congee. "When she first came to the Valentine family, I was eighteen and she was fifteen." Beau's movements and voice were gentle. "At that time, my second brother joked that he wanted her to marry me when she grows up, so there were rumors that she was my fiancee." Eliza's arms silently gripped the bed sheets at her side. "Only a rumor?" "What do you think?" Beau looked at her, his black eyes deep and bottomless. "If I really have feelings for her, do you think you still have a chance?" Eliza paused.

Although his words were somewhat cruel, she was persuaded. That's right. After all, Lucija had lived in the Valentine Family for ten years. If she really was Beau's fiancee, and if Beau really wanted to marry her... How would Lawson family have a chance to send her over to him? However ... Beau scooped up another spoonful of porridge and sent it to her mouth. "Furthermore, before I married you, Grandfather had already arranged two blind dates for me." Eliza frowned. Before marrying Beau, she had indeed heard some gossip from Esme. However, why did she remember that Esme had said that he had killed two women? As if he had seen through her thoughts, Beau smiled helplessly. "Disfigured, violent, and played women to death... These news are all rumors spread by the Demarion." Eliza was shocked. "Demarion made this up?" "That's right." Beau coldly nodded and said, "He said that this can filter out many women who want to marry me because of my looks and my money." Eliza: "..." What kind of twisted logic was this? She trembled, and a bad feeling welled up in her heart. "Then your two blind dates..." "They were scared off by the Demarion." Beau continued to feed Eliza porridge indifferently. "Do you remember what you saw on your first day at the Valentine family villa?" Eliza: "..." Thinking of the monster that the Demarion disguised as that day, she still felt scared until now! That day, she really thought that Beau looked like that and she was really afraid to spend the rest of her life with such a person. ... So, Beau's two blind dates were also scared away by Demarion? "I'm saying this just to tell you that I've already started to replace the two kids a mother before I met you."

After that, he sent the last spoonful of porridge to Eliza's mouth. "Do you still think I am Lucija's fiance?" Eliza silently shook her head. She raised her head and looked at him seriously. "But even if Lucija is not your fiancee, she is still your sister..." "Why didn't you mention it to me before?" Beau smiled. He stretched out his big, slender hand and put away the tableware. "She's not important. So I did not mention her to you." "You married me, not them." Beau's low voice made Eliza's heart skip a beat. She lowered her head and said, "I thought... you deliberately asked her to come here to see me." "Why do you think so?" " thought..." She twitched her lips and said in a sad voice, "I thought you still care about the fact that I have given birth to a child. I thought you deliberately let her come over so as to remind me. In fact, you were also liked by many women..." Beau's hand that was holding the tableware paused slightly. After a long while, he turned his head, and there was some helplessness in his bottomless eyes. "Even without Lucija, don't you know that there are many women who like me?" 2 Eliza: "..." His words seemed to... make sense. She pursed her lips, and after a long while, she continued to speak. "I'm sorry." Beau put away the tableware and placed it on a short table. "I don't blame you." "It's just that." He raised his hand to wipe away the leftover porridge on her lips. "Don't think too much in the future, okay?" "But..." She looked up and said, "I still want to say sorry to you." "Regarding my past.." "Eliza." Before she could finish her words, he interrupted her coldly. He looked up at her. "I have a question for you." "Mmm."

"Do you mind that I have Demarion and Braint?" "I don't mind." She actually liked the two of them. "Do you mind if I had a relationship with another woman five years ago?" "I don't mind." At that time, she did not know him. She was really in love with Jay. She had no reason to blame his past. "So that's why." Beau lifted her chin and forced her to look at him. "Why do you think I'll mind your past?" D. "Am I that petty in your eyes?"