Eva Nightingale just felt a bit hot, snuggling against his cool body, so comfortable.
Afterwards, everything seemed to fall into place naturally.
Eva Nightingale seemed to have had a dream.
----Seven days later----
When Eva Nightingale woke up, it had already been seven days and nights.
Having that dream, it wasn’t that she dreamed for seven days, but after one night, she was sent to the city’s most premium rehabilitation hospital, and today she was brought back to Villa No. 8.
What a strange dream.
Eva Nightingale got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, and only then did she discover, on her body... Oh my gosh, did her husband have to be so enthusiastic!
She freshened up and turned on her phone.
Countless messages and calls almost blew up her phone.
"Eva Nightingale, what’s wrong with you, not showing up for a week, do you not even want to act as the second female lead, I’ll give you half an hour, hurry and get to the film crew."
"You’ve been dismissed, the crew replaced you, you need to be responsible for the corresponding compensation."
Eva Nightingale frowned tightly, having had that kind of dream, how did it just...
She continued reading.
"Sorry, Miss Eva Nightingale, we made a mistake, um, the second female lead’s role is still kept for you, you haven’t been dismissed."
At the same time, over at Nightfall Palace.
New York’s most senior and experienced expert, politely said: "Crown Prince, your medicine is gone, it’s just that..."
"It’s just that your waist... the wound on your waist, how did it tear so badly—"
Dr. Meng really couldn’t understand, how the Imperial Crown Prince, after disappearing for several days, got the wound on his waist so seriously torn.
"You can leave now." Lucas Knight spoke.
After the doctor left, Harry North politely said: "Crown Prince, it’s all due to my incompetence, causing you injury a month ago... I deserve to die."
A month ago on the Presidential One Cruise, there was an ambush, and the Crown Prince was injured, recuperating for a whole month.
"Indeed you deserve to die." Lucas Knight’s cold and stern voice was full of killing intent, "And that woman outside better leave—"
Harry North dared not disobey the Crown Prince’s command.
But the woman outside was the Duke’s daughter, Miss Eugiene, who was supposed to become the First Lady, who dared to drive her away?!
Lucas Knight’s cold phoenix eyes were full of hostility, and he delivered a kick towards Harry North: "The longer you’re with me, the worse you do things!"
Lucas Knight: My dear Crown Princess Consorts, don’t stay up late reading, you got that? Be good~
2018.9.20, wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance.
PS: There have been modifications, if it’s disjointed please forgive or point it out, thank you.