Eliza opened her mouth. Just as she wanted to say something, a spoonful of rice was shoved into her mouth.
She could not even speak. It was as if she was gagged.
Feeling helpless, she had no choice but to swallow the food.
Just when she opened her mouth to speak again, Beau shoved another spoonful of vegetables into her mouth.
Just like that, Beau assisted her until she finished her dinner.
At first, Eliza wanted to refuse his gesture. However, she gave in in the end.
After all, using her left hand to eat was very inconvenient. Besides, Beau was the one who injured her, so it was only natural for him to pay for it.
As she was eating, she looked up at Beau.
Beau seemed to be a cold and introverted man, which gave off a feeling that he was arrogant and an unfriendly person. However, Eliza could feel that he was really careful and gentle while feeding her.
Under the kitchen lights, she could see his defined facial features.
It wasn't a dream at all. This man was Beau Valentine.
He was Eliza's current husband.
He was so attractive that Eliza couldn't stop staring at his face. She was so drawn that she even forgot to open her mouth.
"Mommy, why are you staring at daddy like that? Is he really that handsome?"
Suddenly, she heard Demarion's laughter from beside.
Eliza snapped back to reality. She realized that Beau was still holding on to the spoon while waiting for her to open her mouth.
He looked at her with a smile.
He had already realized what was on Eliza's mind.
All of a sudden, her face turned red.
She stammered and turned around. "I, I'm full!"
"Ok then."
Gracefully, Beau finished her leftovers.
Then, he continued enjoying his meal while using her utensils.
Upon seeing that, Eliza's heart drummed against her chest.
Was that an...
An indirect kiss?
"Are you sick? Why is your face so red?"
Braint glanced at Eliza with a furtive smile.
Eliza reached out to touch her own face.
Feeling the burning heat on her cheeks, she was so shocked that she retracted her hands. "I... I think I'll have to call it a day. I'll go upstairs now!"
After that, she stormed upstairs with quick steps.
Eliza bumped her injured hand into the staircase railing because she was too nervous.
"Ouch!"
The stabbing pain almost made her tear up.
"Mommy! "
Worried, both Braint and Demarion stood up and looked at her.
"I'm fine."
Eliza covered her injured wrist and turned around to reassure them, "I'm fine, I was just too careless..."
While she was speaking, she lost her footing and tumbled down the stairs.
Covered her face with her hands, she closed her eyes and prepared to face the impending tragedy.
She knew that she would definitely roll down the stairs.
This was such an embarrassment!
Suddenly, she felt someone holding on to her slender waist.
Then, she was pulled into a wide and warm embrace.
Beau heaved in a deep breath and received her right on time.
Quickly, Eliza opened her eyes.
She could see Beau's chiseled jawline just above her.
"Daddy, nice catch!"
In the kitchen downstairs, Demarion returned to his chair. While drinking juice, he gave Beau a thumbs-up. "You're such a gentleman!"
"Braint, don't you think so?"
"Yes."
Braint lowered his head and mumbled as he ate, "If daddy carries mommy back to her room, then he'll be even more of a gentleman!"
Eliza was speechless.
Why did she feel that the two children were deliberately provoking Beau to carry her back to her room?
"These kids are so bright, sometimes they don't act their age at all," Beau thought.
Beau snorted and carried Eliza in his arms. Then, he walked up the stairs steadily.
Lying in his arms, she could feel his breathing and warmth at a close distance. All of a sudden, she could feel the adrenaline rush in her body.
It was the first time for her to be held like this by a man.
After what happened five years ago, she couldn't bring herself to have intimate relationships with men.
Although Jay seemed to respect her boundaries on the outside, he had already betrayed her a long time ago. That was why they were never intimate with each other.
That got Eliza wondering. Why did she hate the feeling of touching Jay even though she was in love with him for 6 years? She didn't even faze when Beau carried her in his arms. It was weird indeed.
The rhythm of her heartbeat increased when she thought about it.
Finally, Beau arrived at her bedroom door.
As he released one hand to turn the doorknob, her body shook unsteadily.
Almost instinctively, she jolted and clung to him even tighter by wrapping her arms around his neck.
The moment she jumped, she accidentally brushed her lips on his cheek.
Both of them were stunned for a moment.
Beau snapped out of it first.
Carefully, he placed Eliza on the bed.
"Eliza."
Eliza could feel her lips burning with desire from the slight touch just now. While she was panicking, Beau asked her with a smile,
"You can't even stand properly. How do you even work as a stunt woman?"
She looked up and their eyes met.
A smile flashed across Beau's face. It was rare to see his smile.
She was slightly stunned.
"His eyes are so enchanting. I can't believe a man's eyes can be that beautiful," Eliza thought.
After a long while, she thought of his question.
Eliza pursed her lips. "I am a professional stuntwoman while at work."
She just couldn't think straight with him staring at her like this.
"Why does it take so long for you to respond to my question? Are you playing dumb now?"
Beau joked around, he seemed to be in a good mood.
Eliza shook her head instantly as she said, "No!"
"Then what were you daydreaming about just now?" Beau chuckled.
Eliza didn't know how to explain herself.
While she was at a loss, they heard a click outside the door.
Someone just locked the bedroom door from outside.
"Daddy, mommy is injured. You should take care of her!"
Demarion's cheeky voice echoed from outside the door.
Eliza paused and got up quickly, "Demarion, stop fooling around!"
"Your father may have to deal with work-related matters tonight. You can't just lock him in here!"
"Open the door!"
Listening to her panic-stricken voice, Beau frowned and asked, "Do you really hate the idea of living with me?"
Eliza paused and shook her head. "No, I don't."
"I'm just worried that you'll be busy dealing with work tonight."
"I'm not busy."
With his arms on her side, he inched closer and leaned down his body.
Feeling his oppressive aura, Eliza backed off. Realizing that she had no escape, she had no choice but to lay down on the bed.
Beau raised her chin and said, "I'm not busy."
"I'm not working overtime either."
"I have plenty of time to spend with you tonight."
While speaking, he swept his gaze at her sexy collarbone. All of a sudden, a memory struck him.
He looked at her and said in a low and hoarse voice, "How much did you remember about that night?"
At first, Eliza didn't understand what he meant, but when she looked into his eyes, she finally understood his intentions.
Feeling nervous, she stuttered, "I..."
Before she could finish her words, his lips were already on hers.