Eliza was stunned for a long time before finding that Beau's eyes were actually fixed on her...
She raised her eyebrows and covered her long legs with a pillow. "If you look at it again, I'll gouge your eyes out!"
He smiled faintly and leaned against the edge of the bed in a comfortable position. "I'm looking at my own wife, not others."
Eliza pursed her lips and helplessly rolled her eyes at him.
The atmosphere in the room was inexplicably ambiguous.
Eliza really couldn't stand this atmosphere.
She frowned and turned to look at Beau. "Back then... why did I marry you?"
"Because you like me."
He began to tell a lie with a calm face and composed mind. "You fell in love with me at first sight, and we got along well."
"So we got married after you took the initiative to propose to me, and also took the initiative to get the recognition from Braint and Demarion.
Eliza: "..."