"..." Eva Nightingale remained silent, staring with wide eyes. Feeling aggrieved, her eyes welled up again.
Not receiving her response, he smirked, lowered his head, and bit into her fair skin.
She truly feared him. She didn’t know where things went wrong, why things turned out ... Why did he suddenly become so fierce towards her?
However, deep down, she really didn’t want to marry him anymore.
He stopped nibbling her, leaned his handsome face close to hers, and softly said, "Alright, then if you beg me, I won’t let you go." He wouldn’t do that kind of thing to her.
It was undeniable. Just looking at her made him unable to resist... He wished she would hurry and give birth to the little bun... Then he wouldn’t have to hold back so much.
"I beg you, let me go."
She followed his lead, softening her tone.
"Is this the tone of someone begging? Hmm? Who am I?"
"Ex-husband." She replied without hesitation.
"..." Damn it, is this woman trying to infuriate him to death?
His tone grew colder as he forcibly kissed her lips, then leaned close to her ear and said, "Darling, since I’m the ex-husband, how about we start dating again... and sleep together again? Hmm?"
Once they’ve slept together, she’d be his woman again.
Anyway, he was going to drag her into marriage.
The marriage must happen.
The tingling sensation at her ear made her whole body tremble, making it seem as if the old Lucas Knight had returned, indeed, it felt like before.
Instinctively, she hugged the man’s firm waist, "Hubby."
Her soft utterance of "Hubby" made him shiver all over, inexplicably heating up a bit.
He hugged her, "Hmm. Agreed to marry me?"
"No, I want you to leave." She refused.
Her words infuriated him again, hugging and biting her wildly, leaving her body covered in ambiguous kiss marks.
But he eventually held back... not taking that step with her.
Fine, since she didn’t want to see him, he would leave!
He left, and the door slammed with a loud "bang"!
Eva Nightingale jumped in shock, and when she came to her senses, her clothes were torn, her body was fully marked by him.
Lucas Knight went downstairs, got in the car, and left.
Sitting in the car, his chest was plagued by pain, his head buzzed incessantly.
After a while, he finally felt a bit better.
The driver dared not say anything. After all, His Excellency the President always kept his emotions in check, and at this moment, they barely dared to breathe.
"Have Dr. Montague draft a contract."
The driver was stunned, "Your Excellency, didn’t Dr. Montague just draft a contract recently?" But the contract with Miss Nightingale, what exactly was that about...
The driver had only overheard Assistant North mentioning it.
Lucas Knight rubbed his forehead, "Really?" How come he didn’t remember any contract.
What contract, why did he have no memory of it?
"Call Dr. Montague, have him come to my study tonight."
The driver politely replied, "Yes, Your Excellency."
The black luxury car drove straight to the Presidential Mansion.
Lucas Knight got out of the car and directly entered the Presidential Mansion.
The driver then took out the phone and called Dr. Montague, who soon hurried over after receiving the call.
"Crown Prince!" Dr. Montague said politely, "What are your orders?"
Lucas Knight sat on the sofa, his thin lips slightly parted, "Draft a contract."
Dr. Montague was stunned, "Your Highness, the same as last time?" The last one was a blank contract.