the former Lucas Knight seemed to have completely ’disappeared’ from her life.
From that man, she could no longer see even a trace of him.
Even though she signed the contract, the two never registered for a marriage certificate.
And she lived alone in Villa No. 8, without contacting Carla Carr.
The sound of a car echoed in the villa, the engine turned off.
Then, a pair of military boots hit the ground, with steady steps coming closer and closer. Without seeing the person, she felt a chill approaching, and her instinctive reaction was to run!
She only ran a couple of steps before the man caught her waist from behind. His grip was not strong, as he scooped her up like a princess.
"Woman, where do you think you’re going?"
"Didn’t anyone tell you that the first thing you should do when you see your man is kiss him?"
His voice was both clear and cold.
"Did you miss me? Hmm?"
He carried her into the living room, holding her in his arms.
He forcefully lifted Eva Nightingale’s face, and upon seeing her expression, his brows furrowed.
"..." She lifted her eyes, glaring at him, almost getting lost in his eyes for a moment, like a deep pool, impossible to see through.
Who said she was Silly Eva?
He was persistent, not yet satisfied, saying:
"When will you be willing to obediently lie beneath me?"
He could see that she was reluctant to have sex with him, so he didn’t force her, because the doctor said that as long as the pregnancy stabilizes, suitable exercise is still possible.
She suddenly pushed him away, breaking free from his embrace, not knowing why she suddenly remembered how a few days ago, he had threatened her with her grandma, and she got angry.
Very angry, very angry.
"Were you playing with my feelings before?"
"Yes." he replied without hesitation, his voice as cold as ice. Wasn’t she thinking about the old Lucas Knight? Ha! It seemed she really was in love with him!
He felt a sense of being despised.
Not knowing what had angered him,
He stood up and walked away.
Did she really drive him away just like that? Yes! She really drove him away just like that!
Eva Nightingale didn’t know if this was joy or something else...
Her heart ached as if a piece of flesh had been cut out...
If she’d known it would be , back then when Benjamin Grant cheated on her, she would never have dared to go to Nightfall Palace to drink... would never have dared to drink herself into oblivion.
Less than ten minutes later.
Noises sounded outside the villa again, he entered once more, coldly ordering, "Come with me."
"You bear the consequences."
"What? Are you going to threaten me with grandma again?" she complained in dissatisfaction, "You promised me last time not to threaten grandma again."
"I’ve changed my mind," he stubbornly stood there, acting like a rascal, "Silly little Eva, you really need some disciplining."
"You!" Who was Silly Eva? Who allowed him to call her that? She didn’t like him calling her that at all!
Silly Eva! How unpleasant it sounds!
Was she really that silly?
"Aren’t you silly?" He still stood there, "You’re the silliest woman I’ve ever met, a genuine little fool." A little fool who let a snake bite him twelve years ago and then forgot him.
Eva Nightingale was so angered by him that her liver turned green.
"Mr. President." She laughed bitterly, "Maybe in your world, love is just a game, right? I’m sorry, I was wrong, I provoked you... I’ll quit right now, quit!"
She really didn’t want to keep dragging this on with him.
"First Lady, it’s too late to quit now!"