The air in the room seemed to be stagnant.
Eliza's clear almond-shaped eyes were wide open. Her eyes were filled with shock, and she couldn't even speak a single word.
Beau calmly picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Are you surprised?"
Eliza hurriedly nodded her head.
This was not an accident. It was like a bolt from the blue!
Eliza felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
No, not one, but countless!
She was now the girl who was burnt to a crisp by lightning and was covered in black ash!
Her brain went blank.
"Have a cup of tea and calm down."
Beau thoughtfully poured her a cup of tea. "You don't have to feel embarrassed."
He slightly curled his lips. "I have also suffered a lot of misunderstanding."
"Ugly, disfigured, and abused his wife. He's a pervert."
Beau poured himself another cup of tea gracefully. "Compared to this..."
"I'm old."
"Old man."
