"Surrogacy contract."
Dr. Meng was taken aback, realizing: "Yes, I’ll prepare it right away."
"Do it the way I told you."
Dr. Meng was stunned again: "Yes."
Eva Nightingale took a shower and, when she went downstairs, she saw Aunt Fang.
Aunt Fang was holding some things, apparently having just returned from shopping.
"Miss," Aunt Fang asked as she walked in, "What do you want for dinner? How about some crawfish?"
Aunt Fang had also bought a lot of king crab because Eva’s health was a bit frail, so she bought a lot of nutritious foods. However, these foods, despite being good, should still be eaten in moderation by pregnant women.
"Okay," Eva responded.
After this meal, she should let Aunt Fang go home, right? Although she hadn’t spent much time with Aunt Fang, Aunt Fang had really treated her well, and she was a bit reluctant.
But she and Lucas had divorced, how could she keep using his people?
Aunt Fang seemed unaware of Eva and Lucas’s divorce, continuing to talk about him.
The more Eva listened, the more she felt like crying.
Resolutely, she went upstairs to the wine cabinet, took two bottles of plum wine, went downstairs, grabbed two glasses, poured two cups of wine, and pushed one cup in front of Aunt Fang:
"Will you drink a few glasses with me tonight?"
She forced a smile and then said, "Aunt, your cooking doesn’t quite suit my taste, so I want to change to another lady. Why don’t you go back tonight?"
Actually, Aunt Fang’s cooking was delicious.
But she and him, after all...
"..." Aunt Fang was stunned, "Miss..."
Is she really leaving? Aunt Fang was still a bit reluctant; Eva never put on the airs of a Miss or yelled at them for no reason.
On the contrary, she was very kind.
Aunt Fang had no choice.
Leaving is leaving. In the future, Miss should take care, and besides...she is the Crown Princess Consort, she can often see her in the future.
Thinking of this, Aunt Fang felt much happier.
"Miss, drink less wine! I’ll tidy up the dining table later, pack my luggage and leave. Miss, you should sleep early."
"Alright..." She smiled, feeling the food in her mouth was a bit...bitter, "Aunt, don’t worry, it’s fruit wine, I won’t get drunk."
Aunt Fang packed her luggage, said goodbye to Eva, and indeed left.
Eva stood at the villa’s entrance, looking at the pitch-black night, standing there for a long time...
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck the sky, followed by a torrential downpour...
The rain poured incessantly.
She feared rainy days the most...when it rained, it made her head hurt; it was vaguely scary in her memories.
Eva didn’t linger; she dashed into the villa, and since that day, she hadn’t seen Lucas for three full days.
During these three days.
She stayed alone in the villa, not wanting to eat or move, feeling that she was becoming more despondent.
Whenever she was in a bad mood before, she would go to the bar to drink with Carla Carr, or secretly sneak into the nearby university town, sit on the field and watch the stars, and dream.
But now things were different from before.
Carla had Alexander Kingsley, and Eva didn’t want Carla to worry about her, nor did she want people to know about her flash marriage and flash divorce.
After all, they didn’t know about her marriage certificate with Lucas, so now, during the divorce, she had to bottle it up...
Even when feeling sad, she could only keep it to herself.
---Three days later---
Eva went downstairs and saw a sports car parked under the villa.
He got out of the car, walked over, and directly picked her up and tossed her into the sports car.