Barrett Scott gave a devilish smile, luckily grabbing the bodyguard by the collar, pulling him into the First Special District, and then called out in ’revenge’: "Crown Prince, I like you."
The voice carried a hint of amusement, mockingly teasing.
Though playful, it brazenly challenged the Crown Prince’s authority.
As soon as the words fell, a high-power infrared beam quickly flashed over.
The bodyguard was so frightened that cold sweat broke out.
"Wrong, wrong, no!" Barrett Scott admitted defeat, "It’s not me, it’s the one next to me, don’t punish me!"
"Hmm, your courage is getting bigger and bigger!" A cold and severe voice came over, even before the person appeared, a chill was already felt.
Lucas Knight’s eyes narrowed slightly, his voice cold, not joking: "Having those things on you is really a waste, just cut them off!"
The crowd murmured: The Crown Prince is mighty and domineering.
Barrett Scott begged for mercy: "Crown Prince, for the sake of us being good brothers for so many years... forgive me, cut his off!" He pointed at the bodyguard.
"Crown Prince, spare me." The bodyguard kneeled.
Lucas Knight’s thin lips parted slightly: "Take him away for military law disposal, let this be the last time."
With those words, the man walked away.
Lucas Knight returned to the hospital room.
Eva Nightingale hadn’t woken up yet, she was still quietly asleep, her beautiful lips somewhat pale.
She fell into the sea, unable to breathe, feeling like she was about to die.
Suddenly, a pair of large hands wrapped around her small waist, instantly pulling her into a solid embrace.
A familiar masculine scent forcibly invaded her nostrils.
She felt something cool and firm pressed against her lips: "Mmm!"
He was giving her all the oxygen from his mouth.
This feeling was so real, as if it was happening now. She opened her eyes and found a handsome face above her, kissing her lips.
"Slap!" The man suddenly raised his hand, his palm landed on her waist not too gently, as if in punishment.
"Who allowed you to get into trouble? Hmm?"
"Did I permit it? Hmm?"
"Who allowed you to hug another man, hmm?"
"Got my signed leave of absence, hmm?"
Eva Nightingale: "..."
This man, isn’t his possessiveness too strong?
What’s wrong with hugging Uncle?
"He’s single, don’t you understand? Hmm?" The man’s words were filled with jealousy, "Men are wolves, especially that man. Who permitted you to get so close to him?"
Sebastian Yansford is hot-blooded, and if he got impulsive...
Last night he handed her over to him due to special circumstances, but now he wouldn’t anymore.
"Husband?" she softly called out, "He’s my uncle, my guardian."
"What’s wrong with hugging him? It’s not like I did anything outrageous, besides, when I was little, he hugged me every day, and even held me to sleep."
She had no idea that his eyes were growing deeper and more dangerous, the usually unfathomable gaze was suddenly filled with fire.
Sebastian Yansford held her to sleep?
Last night, he had no choice but to kiss her, knock her out, and let Sebastian Yansford take her away.
For some reason, thinking about it now still made his heart sour, his face turned colder, he grabbed her and blocked her lips again.
This woman, she almost worried him to death!
Before seeing her, the man’s face was dark and gloomy, exuding a sinister and frightening aura, until he found her... at that moment, the weight on his heart finally lifted!
A moment later, Eva Nightingale blinked her watery big eyes, looking at the man: "I’m fine now, you don’t need to worry."