After dinner, Eliza returned to her room. She took off her clothes and began to check the bruises on her body. Suddenly, she heard someone knocking on the door.
She quickly put on her clothes and opened the door. It was Braint.
The little child came in and handed her a piece of paper. âSign it.â
At the same time, Demarion went into the study and forced Beau to stop working.
âA marriage agreement?â Eliza frowned. âThe first condition, you must fall in love with Beau Valentine in a month. What?â
âI canât fall in love with him.â
âI wonât fall in love with her.â
In the study, Beau pushed the contract away and said, âThe most I can do is not hating her.â
Demarion placed both his hands on his chin and stared at Beau with puppy eyes, âDaddy, think about it.
Youâll eventually fall in love with her if you donât hate her, you know?â
âDaddy, youâve been single for so many years. Itâs time for you to be in a relationship!â
Beau gave him a cold look. âIâve been in a relationship before. Thatâs how you and Braint are born.â
Demarion rolled his eyes and said, âBut you donât like my real mommy at all!â
Beau frowned.
The incident that happened five years ago appeared before his eyes. Everything was dark. 1 He remembered her soft voice and the soft touch of her body. He broke his reverie and said, âHow do you know that I donât like your real mom?â âHow do you know that I will definitely fall in love with your daddy?â Eliza asked.
In the bedroom, Eliza glanced at Braint helplessly.
âDaddy is as handsome as us,â Braint said.
âBut I canât just fall in love with someone based on their looks.â
âHe is not bad in other aspects as well. Youâll know what I mean when you start dating him.â
Eliza didnât know what to say. She pursed her lips and continued scanning through the contract âWhy do you want me to give birth to Mr. Valentineâs children within half a year?â
âThatâs because you donât have a child of your own.â
In the study, Demarion beamed and continued speaking, âDaddy, you already have Braint and me.â
âBut mommy has nobody. Thatâs why you have to give her a child of her own. Thatâs how she can feel safe in this household.â
Beau snorted. âHave you guys even considered how Iâd feel about this?â
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Then, he jumped off the desk angrily and put his hands on his hips. âI donât care! I want a baby sister!â
âYou will give me a sister within half a year no matter what!â
âOtherwise, Iâll keep spreading nasty rumors about you! Iâll even tell them that you are impotent!â 2 Beau was speechless.
Ten minutes later, Beau returned to the master bedroom after being pestered by his two children.
At first, he couldnât care less about his childrenâs request at all. However, Braint was talented in the field of programming. He created a virus and invaded his fatherâs computer, causing it to crash and unusable.
2 Sometimes, Beau would feel annoyed when Braint used his talents to play pranks on him.
In the bathroom, Eliza was taking a shower.
Beau had never thought that she would accept his sons as her own that easily. Now, Eliza was enjoying herself in the bathtub. She felt really grateful for Braintâs gesture of filling the bathtub with rose petals.
It felt wonderful to have sons who pampered her! ·
After Eliza finished her warm bath, she came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe.
She noticed Beau reading a book on her bed.
The lights at her bedside illuminated his figure from the side, which emphasized his impeccable figure and attractive appearance.
âWhat in the world?â Eliza thought.
She almost cried out in shock, âYou... Why are you here?â Beau looked up and glanced at her. âWhy canât I be here?â Eliza pursed her lips. He was right, they were officially husband and wife.
It was normal for them to sleep in the same room.
Besides, Braint did force her to sign a contract, stating that she would be pregnant within half a year.
Was Beau the one behind this request?
After all, Braint was only a fiveâyearâold child. Why would he even think of such a thing? Thinking of this, Eliza trembled with fear.
âYour wounds are not recovered yet?â
Beau frowned slightly as he looked at the red and blue bruises on her body.
They looked a lot more serious than the photos Braint showed him yesterday.
âThese are new injuries.â
Eliza came back to her senses. She took out the ointment from the desk at her bedside. Then, she sat down on the carpet and began applying it to her wounds. âIâm a stuntâwoman at Parson Media. These are just minor injuries from work.â Beau put down the book. âA stuntâwoman?â âDo you know how to fight?â
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âNo, I donât.â
Eliza looked up and smiled, âI can endure being beaten up.â
Beau squinted at her pearlâwhite legs.
âIs she sure about that?â Beau thought.
He still remembered the feeling of her smooth legs on his palms that night.
Eliza felt embarrassed because he kept staring at her. Subconsciously, she slowed down her motion of applying the ointment.
When she was done with it, Beau had already fallen asleep.
Under the warm night lights, he looked really peaceful and gentle when he closed his eyes.
After hesitating for a while, she dragged a spare mattress and decided to sleep on the floor.
âAre you afraid to sleep with me?â When Eliza turned off the lights, Beauâs low and deep voice echoed from the dark. Eliza hugged her duvet and said nervously, âI snore very loudly at night. Iâm worried that you might not get used to sleeping with me.â âOkay then,â Beau sneered.
Silence fell.
A peaceful night passed.
When she woke up in the morning, there was no one on the bed.
Eliza got up and went downstairs to make breakfast.
âMommy!â
While they were enjoying their breakfast, Demarion said with a furtive smile, âDid you sleep well last night?â
Eliza was slightly taken aback. âYes... yes.â
âYou should focus on eating your breakfast!â
Braint rolled his eyes at Demarion.
Only then did he lower his head and eat silently.
After Eliza left for work, Demarion laid on the sofa sulkily while looking at Braint. âWhy did you glare at me just now?â
Braint crossed his arms and said confidently, âThey didnât try to give us a sister yesterday.â
Demarion curled his lips. âHow did you know that?â
Braint raised his hand and knocked on Demarionâs head. âDaddy went to work early in the morning.
When we mentioned what happened last night, mommy wasnât fazed at all. She didnât even blush.â .
âTheir reactions prove that they didnât do anything yesterday.â
âIf they did that, daddy wouldnât leave mommy alone.â
Demarion nodded thoughtfully. It was obvious that this wasnât the result he wanted.
After a while, he raised his head and looked up at Braint, âWhat if daddy is a scumbag?â