My Three Darlings by Anonymous

Chapter 158

The next second, Eliza was pulled into a familiar embrace. Beau’s embrace was extremely warm. She

lay in his arms and smiled drunkenly. “It’s better in the dream.” She must be dreaming. If it wasn’t a

dream, why would Beau appear in front of her? Why would he hug her? He should be busy with his

work now. He should be thinking about Chasity. How could it be possible… How could it be possible for

him to come to her, an unimportant woman? Beau, who was holding her, sighed softly. He raised his

head and looked at the people in the room. “Everyone, my wife is drunk.” “I’ll take her away first.” After

that, he held Eliza in his arms. When he was about to stand up, he was blocked by an arm.

It was Julian. He leaned against the door with a cold smile on his lips. “Mr. Valentine, do you want to

take her away just like this?” “If not?” Beau held Eliza in his arms and swept his cold gaze across

Julian’s face. “It seems that I don’t need Mr. Benton’s permission to take my wife home.” “If you and

Eliza didn’t quarrel, naturally you don’t need my permission.” Julian picked up the goblet and took a sip

of red wine with a faint smile on his lips. “But now, your relationship is not good.” “Eliza is drunk now. If I

allow you to take her away, I’m afraid she will throw a tantrum at me when she wakes up.” 2 He

deliberately made the relationship between Eliza and him sound intimate. In fact, Eliza had never said

anything about quarreling with Beau, nor would she be angry at him. Beau curled his lips. “Oh?” “Why

do I not know that I had a fight with my wife?” In the room, the two tall men had a strong aura. Their tit-

for-tat interaction made the atmosphere in the room oppressive. Gloria bit her lips and quickly walked

overto be the peacemaker. “That.” “Mr. Benton, did Eliza and Mr. Valentine have a fight?” “Didn’t she

just call Mr. Valentine on the balcony?” “It didn’t look like a quarrel…” Julian curled his lips. “If they

didn’t quarrel, why did Eliza not eat much and start drinking straight after she returned from the

balcony?” “She’s obviously not good at drinking, but after talking with Beau on the phone, she started

drinking crazily. Isn’t it obvious enough?” Gloria was stunned. It seemed… to make sense. She looked

at Julian and then at Beau. For a moment, she did not know what to do. Even though Eliza was drunk,

the oppressive atmosphere in the room still made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She pursed her

lips and pulled away Beau’s hand. “I want to drink,” Gloria frowned and hurried to hold her.

The surrounding actors whispered and began to talk. “Why did Mr. Benton stop her husband from

taking her away? Even if they had a quarrel, Eliza and Mr. Valentine are still husband and wife. Is there

anything more intimate than a married couple?”

“But Mr. Benton’s attitude is understandable. If your friend quarrels with her husband, will you allow her

husband to take her away when she is drunk?”

The discussions of the crowd rose one after another. Gloria twisted her eyebrows and suddenly had an

idea. “If Eliza sobers up, she can make her own decision, can’t she?” Her words made the whole room

suddenly quiet down. Beau smiled faintly, “All right.” After that, he looked coldly at Noah, who had been

guarding the door. “Prepare some hangover soup and medicine.” Noah nodded respectfully and turned

to leave. After he left, Beau looked up calmly at Julian. “Mr. Benton.” “If Eliza sobers up and proves that

we are not quarreling, are you going to apologize for your obstructing of my actions?” Julian furrowed

his brows but remained silent. “I don’t want to sober up!” When the two men were at loggerheads, Eliza

shook off Gloria who was supporting her, and sat down on the sofa. “Drink…” As she spoke, she

looked at Beau in a daze. “Mr. Valentine, come over and drink with me!” Then she glanced at Julian

again. “You come here, too!” “We… won’t leave until we get drunk!” Gloria helplessly twisted her

eyebrows. “Eliza, you are drunk! Don’t mess around!” Even if she was drunk, she could not just let

these two men drink with her! “Sounds good.” Julian curled his lips and sat down beside Eliza. Beau

frowned and sat down on the other side of her. “Let’s… play Truth or Dare!” Eliza belched, and while

pouring wine for the two men next to her, she said in a drunken voice, “Drink up! Julian narrowed his

eyes. He directly picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it up.

Beau laughed coldly and picked up the glass to drink as well. One of the two men was cold and proud,

while the other was graceful and elegant. The two individuals sat by Eliza’s side, one left and one right.

They kept drinking continuously, making everyone around them stupefied. Gloria quickly picked up her

phone and secretly recorded the scene. O When she finished the first part and was ready to shoot the

other part, the phone in her pocket rang

This was Eliza’s phone. It dropped on the floor when she supported Eliza just now, so she put it in her

pocket She wanted to give it back to Eliza when she returned to her room later, but she didn’t expect it

to ring in her pocket. Gloria picked up the phone. It was from Graciana. “Where is Eliza?” Hearing

Gloria’s voice, Graciana frowned directly. “Who are you?” Gloria took a look at Eliza, who was still

leaning on the sofa and watching the two men drinking, she hurriedly went to the balcony with her

mobile phone in her hand. She gave Graciana a brief explanation of the current situation and even sent

her a short video of Beau drinking with Julian, Graciana, “…” “I’ll be right there.”

Twenty minutes later. Noah arrived with the hangover soup and medicine, so as Graciana. The two

men on the sofa had already drunk two bottles of red wine respectively. Surprisingly, their tolerance

level for the alcohol was high. Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to stay sober after drinking a bottle of

wine. Not only were these two men not drunk, but they continued to compete with each other. Graciana

glanced at Eliza, who was still drinking on the sofa, and quickly strode over. “Eliza, I’ll take you back to

your room.” Eliza curled her lips and pulled Graciana’s arm away. “No!” “I want… I want to continue

drinking!” Then, she picked up the bottle on the table and was about to drink it. Beau quickly snatched

the bottle of wine. Julian also hid the other drinks on the table, afraid that she would continue to snatch

them. “Stop drinking.” Graciana pursed her lips. “Why are you so drunk?” Eliza chuckled. “I’m in a bad

mood, I just want to drink!” Graciana sighed and held Eliza’s hand. “Why are you in a bad mood?” Her

best friend’s familiar warmth and tone cleared Eliza’s head a little. She looked up and stared at

Graciana’s face. Her aggrieved voice almost sounded like she was going to cry, “I’m in a bad mood.”

“Beau doesn’t like me.”