Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 624 - 622: I’m Going to the Restroom
Harry’s still here!
And there are lots of bodyguards too!
Hey! Hey hey hey! Lucas Knight, what are you doing? Let go of me!
She sensed his restlessness and pushed back and forth, that’s when he finally released her with reluctance: "Honey, what are you nervous about?" He just wanted to kiss her, not take her, because she was pregnant, though she had him eat okra last night...
Ah yes, the okra.
It’s all because she made him eat too much okra last night, making him so hot like a furnace, even three or four cold showers didn’t help!
Tonight there’s still the banquet to attend, and a trip to the White Estate to find Ella and ask about her recent situation.
"I have things to do tonight, I need to get ready, please let me go."
"What things?" Could it be she’s going to meet that man again? Wasn’t last night enough? Even today, she called that man from the film crew, he knew all too well, it seemed Lucas Knight had long seen through everything, knew everything.
"A crew banquet." She wasn’t avoiding the question, "You know, the Nightingale Group is very important to me... I don’t want to mess up the film crew’s affairs." Hopefully, Lucas Knight would understand her?
"You can’t go." He forbade it.
His tone was not one of negotiation, but a complete command, as if fearing she’d run away and never return to him.
"No, I’m going, why can’t I? Mr. President, you’re already my ex-husband... why interfere in my private life? Between us, it’s already..."
"What are you doing? Mr. President, put me down quickly."
"You can’t do this, what if you hurt the baby in my belly? Ouch, put me down quickly!"
She only felt the world spinning as she fell into his arms.
"I’m your man, I have every right to manage you, to manage everything about you, every single thing. Do you think I can’t? Hmm?"
"Little thing, who do you want to manage you then? Hmm?" Was she spoiled by him to dare to flirt outside?
The entire crew was full of male stars, all connected to her.
He forgave her last night, and tonight she still wants to go? Is he just a decoration?
"Ouch." She bit down on his shoulder and pushed him away, escaping his clutches just like that.
The taste of blood lingered on her lips. Lucas Knight frowned, but a smile curved at the corners of his lips. Little thing, are you rejecting him?!
Good for her!
As Eva Nightingale got up from the bed and almost stumbled, her body felt weak and soft from his kisses, making her legs limp.
She couldn’t help herself, looking back to accuse this man: "Mr. President, I think, it’s really necessary for us to... sleep separately tonight."
She wouldn’t mind letting him sleep on the sofa for another night!
"Dare you?" He was stern and domineering.
"See if I dare or not." She didn’t finish her words before he grabbed her small hand, pretending to pick her up again, like his usual boyfriend-strong princess carry!
Besides, every time she thought of the divorce, she was angry again: "Ex-husband! I don’t want to deal with you..."
"..." Reluctantly, he let her go, "Honey, don’t ignore me..."
Suddenly he leaned in closer: "Let’s pick a good day to get married."
Marriage, he wanted it badly, even dreamt of it.
"...What did you say?" Marriage? Did she hear that right? She still remembered the night they went to see the meteor shower, she cried and laughed, she really felt helpless towards him.
Now, she no longer hoped to remarry, if they rushed into marriage only to separate again, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?
She didn’t answer, pushed him away, and went downstairs.
*
Eight o’clock in the evening.
The banquet was held at the ’Limerick Holiday Hotel.’
The hotel was located in a retro little town, although small, it was quite populated, rather bustling.
Due to filming, the crew had contracted the hotel, arranging for the crew’s actors to stay, with dedicated transportation.
Because some scenes had to be shot at night, often until the early hours, accommodations had to be arranged for them.
At the banquet, glasses clinked and mingled.
Edward White had arrived early and discussed some matters with Director Liu Yi, inevitably drinking.
Holding a wine glass, he took a few sips, then realized his body was heating up unusually, damn it.
Judging by past experiences, he had been drugged! Who dared to drug him, had some nerve!
"Young Master White, what’s wrong?" The assistant hurried up, "Eldest Young Master, your alcohol tolerance isn’t bad! How come today..."
"Drank the wrong thing." Edward White’s voice was a bit hoarse, as he spoke, he tugged at his suit tie, unbuttoning two buttons of his dress shirt, revealing some skin, but he still felt hot.
"I’m going to the restroom!"
He hadn’t drunk too much, he believed he could suppress it, in the past... Ella came onto his bed, taking off her clothes, he had resisted, so tonight, shouldn’t be harder than before, right?
