Harry North gave her something, only saying it was from the Crown Prince.
"Wow, is that woman Eva Nightingale? Who brought her to the banquet?"
The surrounding female voices reached her ears, as if someone had recognized her.
Eva paid no attention.
Because this red carpet was really too long!
She walked hastily, her long, light brown hair fluttering in the wind, with bangs blown onto her fragrant shoulders, revealing her entire small face.
Under the alluring night, she appeared even more enchanting.
At the end of the red carpet.
The man wore a black wool coat, making him appear even more ascetic and noble, his cold gaze fixed intently on her face.
His gaze swept downwards, scanning her, up and down.
The sky-blue body-hugging gown showcased her figure perfectly, and despite being a few months pregnant with twins, her belly didn’t protrude at all.
That small waist was impossibly slender.
Inadvertently, his sexy Adam’s apple moved slightly.
On the red carpet, Eva seemed to have seen him too, and simply glared at him. Hmph, was he looking at her as well?
She had been walking for so long!
How many days had it been since she last saw him? From the time he left on a business trip until now, perhaps only that night at Nightfall Palace?
If he wanted to see her, why not come to her directly? Instead, he had to sneak into her room in the middle of the night, leaving her back full of... kiss marks, utterly indescribable!
He was so tall, with broad shoulders and a slender waist, standing there motionless, with sharp, phoenix-like eyes that seemed to lock her in place like shackles.
His deep eyes narrowed slightly, filled with danger.
Eva instinctively stopped in her tracks.
Hey! This man! Why was he glaring at her? After doing such mischief, marking her entire body, shouldn’t he feel guilty at all?
Now, why was he acting like nothing happened, still staring at her? As if she owed him a lot of money!
Could it be that the wrongdoer wasn’t really him?
Thinking this, her big eyes widened a little more, staring at him dumbfounded.
"..." Damn it. The woman was still staring at him, still looking... completely forgetting to walk!
The thing he couldn’t stand most was those big eyes of hers, clear as a spring.
Clearly, she had a fairy-like face, yet her eyes were so pure.
Had reflected in his thoughts for twelve years, twelve long years.
The first time at Nightfall Palace, he couldn’t withstand those eyes of hers, but she was oblivious to danger, stirring up trouble all over him.
Left with wanting him, right with wanting him.
In the end, he complied with her wishes! So be it!
Just so be it! So he did, he gave in!
On the red carpet, Eva staggered a few more steps, then stood still again.
Hmph! He sure had some nerve, the Crown Prince!
She had waited so long, and he wouldn’t even come over to embrace her, so she simply stopped, dazed and glaring at him!
In her gaze, there was grievance and accusation, the kind that made one involuntarily feel the urge to protect her.
And that alone was enough to bewitch anyone.
But she had to furrow her brow, and pouting her pink lips, then simply bit her lower lip.
What did she intend to do?
Still glaring at him! Staring and staring!
Even while glaring, why furrow her brow for no reason, why bite her lip, making his heartbeat quicken!
He always couldn’t resist her.
He simply stepped forward.
Little thing, just wait, he was going to grab her, and fiercely bite her lip!
Just as he stepped forward, she turned around, headed towards the garden, without even leaving him a glimpse of her face...