Eliza was amused by his serious expression.
She turned her face away from him, but there was an unconcealable smile in her voice. "Just barely satisfied."
"Mrs. Valentine is really jealous."
Beau chuckled and walked over, sat down beside her, and directly picked her up and let her sit on his lap. "But you still look very beautiful when you're jealous."
Eliza pursed her lips. "Hmph!"
In fact, she had already noticed that Beau didn't have a special feeling for Eden.
Otherwise, she would not have let it go.
Thinking of this, she turned her head and glanced helplessly at Beau, who was holding her. "You haven't answered my question."
"Why did you bring her to the party?"
Beau smiled helplessly. "Do you mind?"
Eliza nodded. "Very much!"
"I am your wife. Why don't you bring me to the party but her?"