Chapter 285 Are You Courting Me
Eliza felt that her understanding of the world had been shaken.
How much harm had she caused to Beau by leaving him?
"Miss Wood."
Just as Eliza stared at herself in a daze in the mirror, a hand grabbed her hand, which was holding a knife. "You can add meat in the noodles you cook, but I don't want to eat this kind of meat."
His low and indifferent voice made Eliza's entire body tremble slightly.
Subconsciously, she lowered her head to look at the hand he was holding.
The kitchen knife in her right hand was aimed at the finger of her left hand.
If Beau did not grab her hand in time, the knife she held would have cut off her finger.
The scene in front of her shocked her for a moment. Her right hand trembled and she did not manage to hold the knife.
Beau quickly grabbed Eliza's left hand with his other hand.
With a "bang", the kitchen knife fell directly on the chopping board.
At this moment, Eliza was being held in Beau's arms in a strange posture.
"Miss Wood, are you determined to add in more food for me?"
His low voice, coupled with the warmth of his body, slowly sprayed on Eliza's ears.
That calm and elegant voice, at this moment of crisis, brought Eliza tremendous peace of mind.
She heaved a sigh of relief, her ears reddening.
After a long time, she came to herself. "Thank... thank you."
After that, she broke away from his arms.
Beau did not continue to pester her.
His lips curled up and his eyes were as gentle as his smile. "I know you're very satisfied with your appearance, but there is no need to appreciate it when you're cutting vegetables."
Beau patted her on the shoulder and turned to leave.
The kitchen door was closed.
Eliza felt as if her breathing had been messed up.
How could...
How could she be so nervous?
She had obviously slept with Beau before.
They had three children together, and there were so many grievances in between.
But why was she so sensitive and nervous about his touch now that she had changed her identity?
His smile involuntarily appeared before her eyes.
That simple smile was enough to melt her whole heart.
She looked up at herself in the mirror.
Because her whole face was red, but the birthmarks and scars on her face were still the same color.
It made her look even uglier.
Looking at her current self, Eliza was even more confused.
Beau must have seen her current ugly look very clearly.
But why...
Why did he put on a gentle smile when he talked to her, who was so ugly now.
Was he really confused and stupid?
Beau and Roseane's conversation from outside could be heard.
She took a deep breath and patted her face with cold water, reminding herself to focus on cooking so that she could send them away quickly.
Cold water was indeed useful.
In the end, Eliza managed to prepare the meal calmly.
Not only did she cook noodles for Roseane and Beau, but she also cooked them two eggs and some chicken soup.
It was an hour later after everything was done.
The ugly woman came out of the kitchen with noodles and soup.
The two people in the living room looked at each other and quickly walked to the table and sat down.
Eliza placed the noodles and soup on the table.
Roseane had always heard from Beau and his three kids that Eliza's culinary skills were particularly good.
Now she could finally taste it.
She took a deep breath, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat seriously.
The taste was really good, so good that she felt that all the noodles she ate before were just normal.
Looking at Roseane wolfing down her food, Beau smiled.
Instead of moving his chopsticks, he looked up at Eliza and asked, "Miss Wood, aren't you eating with us?"
Eliza frowned and smiled. "Two of you enjoy eating, I'll eat later."
"Let's eat together."
Beau smiled faintly. "Are you still going to cook after we leave?"
Eliza paused. "Okay."
She didn't want to eat with Beau.
However, since he had already said so, there was no reason for her to refuse.
She went into the kitchen again and walked out with her bowl of noodles.
The three of them sat down at the table.
Roseane was sitting in the middle, Eliza and Beau were facing each other.
"It's delicious!"
Roseane quickly finished up her bowl of noodles.
When she looked up—
Beau and Eliza were staring at each other. They did not eat much of the noodles in their bowls.
It was as if those two bowls of noodles were not important to them.
Or, it was not as important as the person in front of them.
Roseane paused.
Perhaps, for these two people, the noodles were indeed less important than each other, right?
She pursed her lips and lowered her voice. "Miss Wood, is there any more noodles in the kitchen?"
Eliza snapped back to reality.
She coughed softly. "No... no more."
"Eat mine."
Beau glanced at Roseane and deliberately pushed his bowl of noodles to Roseane.
As soon as he pushed the noodles over, Eliza hurriedly pushed the bowl back to Beau and pushed her noodles to Roseane instead.
"Eat mine."
"I haven't eaten yet. If you eat Mr. Valentine's... it's not very good."
Roseane, "..."
She felt that she was redundant.
Although these two people didn't make it clear, it was obvious that they only had each other in their hearts.
She felt full already by looking at them.
Roseane took a deep breath and pushed the noodles back to them. "You eat it... I am not eating anymore."
After that, her cell phone rang.
It was from Matthew.
She picked up the phone in surprise.
"Matthew is here to pick me up. I'm leaving!"
After hanging up the phone, she turned around with a smile and left with her backpack.
With a "bang", the door was closed.
Only Eliza and Beau remained in the large house.
Looking at the direction in which Roseane left, Beau smiled and said, "She's so reckless."
"She's usually a composed person, but every time she encounters Matthew, she'll become an insensible child."
Eliza was also slightly moved.
She pursed her lips and sighed. "I hope she will really be happy in the future."
Roseane liked Matthew, but Matthew liked...
"She will be happy."
Beau curled his lips and looked at Eliza's face. "You will too."
Eliza was startled, and her face inexplicably turned red again.
She lowered her head, took a deep breath while eating, and said sullenly,
"Mr. Valentine, I don't quite understand what you mean."
"You came yesterday to give me a black card. Today, you came to help me and asked me to treat you to a meal..."
"Excuse me, are you courting me?"
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