Chapter 203

Beau glanced at Eliza.

Her face was still beautiful and delicate. At this moment, although the expression on her face was cold, there was concern and worry in her clear eyes. He smiled slightly, walked over, and sat down beside her.

his palm stunned her. She pursed her lips and cleaned the blood on his wound while pretending to ask casually, “How did you get hurt? Did you take the initiative to hold the blade?” Such neat wound must have been caused by the blade. He was lucky that his bones weren’t injured. Beau nodded. “Yes.” “Is there something wrong with your brain?” Eliza rolled her eyes at him. After wiping the blood off his palm with alcohol, she started applying ointment to his wounds. “You’re an adult, why did you hold a blade?” Beau stared at her side face and chuckled. “To protect someone.” Eliza’s hand, which was applying medicine to his wound, paused slightly. “A woman?” “Yes.” “Ha.” Eliza curled her lips and quickly applied medicine to the wound before dressing it. “Where is she? Why isn’t she accompanying you?” “You’re hurt because of her. Why didn’t she take care of you?” Beau smiled. “She took care of me. You didn’t see it.” Eliza rolled her eyes and said in a low voice, “Sc*mbag.” When she gave birth to three children for him and was imprisoned in that hospital like a prisoner, he also came to her side like a savior and said that he would save her and the children. She thought it was true, but she didn’t expect that he only saved the children and didn’t intend to go back to find her. Thinking of this, she wrapped up the gauze with a depressed mood and turned back to pack up the medical kit. Beau sat on the edge of the bed, watching her movements. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. When they first got married, she had to take out the

she let out a long sigh and raised her hand to pat her blushing face. Although she hated Beau, she had to admit that when he looked straight at her… Her heart would still beat wildly, and her face was still hot. Although he was not a

seen for a long time. She couldn’t remember how long she hadn’t seen him. But he was much older and more haggard than she remembered. “Dad…” Looking at his face, she unconsciously spat out this word. Luca smiled. “Why are you still calling me dad?” He walked slowly to the balcony, stood beside Eliza, and then looked at the distance. “You are the young lady of the Chapman family, your father is Hamza, the former master of the Chapman family, and your mother

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