Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 670 - 669: Pink Fumegrass Shock (8)

The little thing is all about looks; seeing the disdainful way she looked at him when she woke up this morning, could it be he’s disfigured?

"No, Crown Prince, you haven’t disfigured... still very handsome!" The bodyguards carefully picked each word, fearing they might say the wrong thing.

Harry North also chimed in, "Crown Prince, you’re still as handsome as ever! It’s just... maybe you should let Dr. Meng take a look at your forehead?"

After all, with business trips, important meetings, and charity galas ahead, their master was attending as His Excellency the President. If everyone sees the bruise on his forehead then, they might think he was assassinated!

...

Eva Nightingale went downstairs.

Lucas Knight, tall and with long legs, walked quickly, never waiting for her!

She held her stomach while walking down the stairs, so her pace was slower.

Just as she exited the living room, she saw a group of bodyguards in black outfits, each radiating a menacing aura.

"Ah!"

Startled, she took a step back.

Almost fell to the ground!

Fortunately, the man beside her moved swiftly like a gust of wind, quickly reaching her side, his large hand holding her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

"Are you okay? Baby!"

"I’m fine." Eva Nightingale was still shaken, seeing such a large group of bodyguards early in the morning, all burly, who wouldn’t be terrified!

She had hurried out, never expecting so many bodyguards outside the villa.

"Go down and receive your punishment." Lucas Knight’s voice was icy, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, carrying danger.

He scared my little woman!

This bunch of useless people!

Who let them come and scare his woman?

"Double the punishment."

The bodyguards: "..." Crown Prince, we were clearly just standing there doing nothing, weren’t we?

They’re naturally built like this, naturally this tall, who would’ve known Miss Eva Nightingale would be so easily frightened!

"Come on." Harry North sighed internally, leading the bodyguards away, going privately to receive their punishment, and returning after.

Actually, you can’t blame the bodyguards.

Eva Nightingale’s villa was exposed before, so many journalists knew this place and tried to gather teams to dig up scandals.

And given Lucas Knight’s prestigious and unique status, whenever he came here, Harry North would bring many bodyguards, not only to ensure their master’s safety but also privately dealing with those journalists trying to sneak pictures for scandals.

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"Get in the car." Lucas Knight said just two words, holding Eva Nightingale, and walked into the luxury car.

He acted as if nothing happened, not caring about the bruise on his forehead.

The more Eva Nightingale looked at it, the more uncomfortable she felt; could it be he fell and got injured?

No, how could he fall!

Could it be... when entering the door, he didn’t see clearly and bumped into it?

"What are you thinking about?" he tilted her face up.

Eva Nightingale felt a chill radiating from him, was he made of ice?

"Crown Prince..." she began but was interrupted, "Baby, call me husband!"

His tone was slightly cold but very teasing.

"Husband!" She obediently changed her words, expecting him to let go, but instead, he not only didn’t but pressed his lips against hers.

The masculine scent, extremely pleasant, filled her mouth.

He held her head like that, not letting her escape, demanding more as she whimpered, pinching the sides of her cheeks, forcing her lips apart.

He took advantage of this moment, slipping his tongue into her mouth, to plunder.