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My Three Darlings by Anonymous

Chapter 113
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Chapter 113

“However… ” Eliza took a deep breath and glanced at Beau. “How did you know I was in Cloud Lake

Villa?” Not only did he know that she was there, but he could also find her precisely in the villa area.

Beau frowned slightly. “I’ve sent you a message.” Eliza, “?” “When did you ever text me?” Beau

glanced at her coldly and said, “You really didn’t know that was me?” Eliza, “Which..” Before she

finished her words, she suddenly remembered the number saved under the name “darling”! 2 She had

always thought that it was Graciana, and she did not expect… She bit her lip and laughed. “Well, looks

like you’re the ‘darling” “Of course.” Beau looked at her with his bottomless eyes. “Don’t you know that,

Mrs. Valentine?” Eliza pursed her lips and recalled that she had been sending some ambiguous

messages to that number recently. She was so embarrassed that her scalp turned

“It seems that Mrs. Valentine really regarded me as someone else.” He bent down and forced her to a

small space between him and the car door. “It turns out that Mrs. Valentine has a lot of darlings.” Eliza,

“…” How would she know that he would save his number as ‘darling’! 2 His body got closer and closer,

and Eliza’s heart began to pound frantically. She bit her lips and pushed his chest subconsciously.

“Erm, I.” “I didn’t treat you as anyone else!” “I was just talking to you!” In desperation, she had to admit

it. His thin lips curled up slightly. “That’s good.” Seeing his expression finally loosen up, Eliza took a

deep breath. She thought that

she had escaped this disaster, but instead, he grabbed her lower jaw and fiercely kissed her. The

partition in the car urgently lowered down. b Beau pressed her on the leather seat and kissed her lips,

neck and collarbone unscrupulously. Eliza was unable to resist and could only gently push him.

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“Don’t…” But in her heart, she did not dislike it. Perhaps her heart that had been tensed for too long

needed to be released, or it needed a sense of security to be recognized… In short, although she

seemed unwilling, her action was telling a different story. After an unknown amount of time, just when

Eliza felt that she was on the verge of losing her breath and was about to give in, the car arrived at the

Valentine residence. She was wrapped up in a coat by Beau and carried home like a child. The

bedroom door was opened and closed again. The petite woman was pushed against the door. She bit

her lips weakly, “Beau…” “Call me honey.” He kissed her earlobe, and his voice was full of temptation.

“Honey…” “That’s right.” He chuckled in her ear and bit her round earlobe. “Do you want it?” Eliza’s

face became like a ripe apple. She bit her lips shyly and nodded. Under the dim light. For the entire

night, she kept lingering between heaven and hell. At the last moment, he grabbed her chin, and his

eyes were deep and serious. “I won’t let such a thing happen to you.” Eliza’s heart trembled, and tears

instantly came out of her eyes. She did not expect that he knew the uneasiness and fear in her heart.

She stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly. “Thank you.” That night, Beau kept tormenting her

until it was past four in the morning before she fell into a deep slumber exhausted. When she woke up

again, she was awakened by Demarion.

“Mommy!” “Mommy, mommy, wake up!” “Mommy…”

The little fellow’s tender childlike voice sounded over and over again. Eliza rubbed her eyebrows and

sat up from the bed. “What’s wrong?” “There’s a police officer downstairs looking for you!” Police

officer… They must have come here to take her statement. After all, when Esme was caught yesterday,

she was considered as a whistleblower. She quickly changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Downstairs, a policewoman was sitting on the sofa chatting with Braint. “Mrs. Valentine.” Seeing her

going downstairs, the policewoman stood up with a smile. “It was too late last night, so I didn’t ask you

to make a statement. Are you free now?” Eliza nodded and casually tied up her hair with her rubber

band. “I’ll go with you.” Whether it was for Roseane or for herself, she would bring Esme to justice this

time!

The policewoman reluctantly said goodbye to Braint, and then left with Eliza. “I really envy Mrs.

Valentine for having such handsome and smart sons.” After getting in the police car, the policewoman

couldn’t help sighing with emotion, “When I first arrived at the Valentine residence, I was surprised to

see such beautiful children.” “I didn’t know they inherited your good genes until I saw you, Mrs.

Valentine!” Eliza smiled a bit sheepishly. “They aren’t my own.” The policewoman opened her eyes

wide. “Mrs. Valentine, stop joking with me. Braint and Demarion’s eyes are so similar to yours. How can

they not be your children?” “At first glance, I felt that the eyes of you three were very similar…” Eliza

paused for a moment, and then subconsciously glanced at her own eyes on the car window. Did she

have the same eyes as Braint and Demarion? She had never noticed this before. O Soon, the car

arrived at the police station. Eliza followed the procedures and made a statement with the police. She

truthfully

told them everything she heard and saw last night. When she finished her statement, she happened to

meet Riley and Presley, who were visiting Esme. “Eliza!” As soon as Presley saw her, she rushed over

angrily and grabbed her collar. “What the hell do you want to do?” “Esme is innocent!” “Your friend is in

trouble. Why did you wrong her?” “We’ve treated you well! Over the years, even if we know you are not

our own daughter, even if we know that you have a lowly background, we still let you stay in the

Lawson residence, didn’t we?” “Furthermore, we’ve arranged a good marriage for you and allowed you

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to marry Mr. Valentine on account of your pitiful status!” “You repay kindness with ingratitude, you

ungrateful wretch!” Eliza sneered in her heart and threw Presley’s arm away. “Really?” “You’re so good

at making yourself sound kind.” “Didn’t you ask me to stay in the Lawson residence just to be your

servant?” “The so-called good marriage, isn’t it because Esme didn’t want to marry him, so you forced

me to marry him with the grace of raising me?” Eliza’s words attracted many people’s attention. The

eyes of the people around made Presley’s face turn red. She had always cared about her pride. How

could she bear to be embarrassed in front of so many people? So she angrily took a blade out of her

pocket and rushed directly toward Eliza’s face.

A large and rough hand blocked in front of Eliza. The next second, Presley’s knees hurt as she directly

knelt on the ground. The blade in her hand pierced her palm, and she screamed in pain. Eliza had just

displayed defensive movements when the scene in front of her changed. She frowned and turned to

look at the strange man in front of her. The man looked about 30 years old. His facial features were

rough and his features were wildly defined. He gave off a masculine aura. When she looked at him, the

man also turned to look at her. “Are you okay?” “Thank you.”

She pursed her lips and thanked him. Even if no one helped her, Presley might not be able to hurt her.

But since someone had done it, she had to thank him. *Don’t thank me.”

The man smiled at her. “Based on your skill, she couldn’t have hurt you.” “But it’s more proper for girls

to be protected by others.” Eliza looked at him in shock. How did he know about her skills? She hadn’t

made a move yet! Could he tell her skill from her action of raising her hand? This was a little too

terrifying… “Mr. Valentine!” Someone shouted in the distance. Eliza paused for a moment, and then

subconsciously looked towards the direction of the voice. Ever since she married Beau, she was

naturally sensitive to the words “Mr. Valentine”. “Coming.”

The man standing beside her answered in a low voice and turned to look at her. “Excuse me.” After

that, he strode away. Looking at his back, Eliza twisted her eyebrows slightly. His last name was also

Valentine? Somehow, she always felt that this man… had something to do with the Valentine family.