He just felt the pain in his heart.
"Rest assured, Your Highness, I will arrange the itinerary right away!" Harry North said respectfully.
After following the Master for so many years, he always knew his temperament; once a decision was made, it was unchangeable.
But Harry wasn’t foolish either.
He knew the Master’s return must be related to Ms. Eva Nightingale.
"Mm, set the meeting location over there." The man said coldly.
Eva Nightingale was wrapped in a fluffy blanket, habitually squirming like a caterpillar.
Recently she’s been a bit fond of sleeping.
Or rather, she didn’t want to get up at all.
"Miss Eva! I’ve prepared breakfast for you." Aunt Fang said kindly.
"Mm." Eva got up, washed up, and then lazily made her way to the dining table, "Thank you, Aunt Fang."
"You’re welcome, Miss. These things are just my duty." Aunt Fang looked at Eva with fondness, smiling so widely she couldn’t close her mouth. Ah, Miss Eva was just too nice, never put on airs with the servants, knew how to respect people; it’s no wonder the Crown Prince took a liking to her!
Looking at the kiss marks on her neck that hadn’t faded for three or four days, Aunt Fang blushed!
Judging by previous experiences, those two should be passionately in love, practically inseparable.
However, the Crown Prince is known to be cold and indifferent, and Ms. Eva is just a girl who recently stepped into society, so Aunt Fang, with her years of experience, advised:
"Miss Eva! Actually, His Highness is quite a good person, just a bit cold and not very talkative; don’t take it to heart. You should coax him more when he’s in a bad mood!"
" care for him! That’s how love stays sweet. Be a bit bolder; His Highness is truly a remarkable man! I’ve never seen such an exceptional man!"
Aunt Fang finished speaking and retreated with a cheerful grin.
Eva sat at the dining table, biting her chopsticks, lost in thought.
Completely unaware while in her daze, a tall and imposing figure approached her.
Long and strong arms swept her up, and her small body fell into the man’s firm embrace.
Her face unceremoniously bumped into his chest; through his clothes, she felt a chill.
Her nose was filled with a pleasant scent.
"Missed me? Hmm?" The man finally spoke, his voice clear and magnetic.
Holding her felt so good.
"..." Eva was a bit surprised; he said he’d be back, but she hadn’t expected it to be this soon.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, speaking softly, "Husband, I missed you so much."
"Mm." As her voice fell, Lucas Knight covered her slightly parted lips.
Capturing her soft lips.
He originally planned to give her a light kiss and let her go, but found her lips were too deliciously tempting, so he couldn’t help lingering a little longer.
Immediately, a tingling sensation, like a subtle electric current, made him hold the woman in his arms tighter.
He simply held her, kissing her while walking upstairs, entering the room.
Eva was placed back on the soft bed, and she was surprised to find his actions this time exceptionally gentle, as if afraid of breaking her!
"Don’t talk!" The man interrupted her, grabbing her pale arms and putting them into his shirt.
Just like that, her small palm rested steadily on his chest.
Very firm, very secure, very masculine.
Her small hand rested on the man’s chest muscles, just waiting for him to press down.
The two of them continued kissing, neither willing to let go of each other... He had been trying to restrain himself because of her pregnancy, but she, unknowing, kept igniting the fire!