Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 915 - 914: He Cheated with Another Woman (3)

"Mmm, my dear husband, I miss you so much..."

She cried out in her dream. She continued dreaming; it was nighttime, the night was enchanting. He held her close, pampering her: "Eva, how about we don’t have any little ones in the future?"

He said again, "Eva my dear wife, be good and wait for me."

"Goodnight, my dear wife~"

"Wife—"

One day, he suddenly changed.

Lucas Knight held her cautiously, only to feel that his embrace was soaked—she cried even in her sleep...crying for what.

"Husband..." she called out again. Uneasily, she shifted in his arms, "Come back soon, husband, I beg you... sob sob..."

She was dreaming, still crying.

Lucas Knight held her, feeling heartbroken, knowing she wasn’t calling for him. Yet, he responded: "Eva!"

"Eva."

"Husband, don’t leave..." she held him tighter, and finally went back to sleep uneasily.

"I’m not leaving..." His voice was clear and soothing, "Husband is always here. Your man surely loves only you, only comforts you, only sleeps with you."

Eva Nightingale regained that initial feeling and slept peacefully, no longer crying.

*

Returning to the Platinum Castle.

Lucas Knight carried her upstairs, gently placing the little woman on the bed. His chest was entirely soaked by her tears.

"President, your hand—"

The servant followed into the room, noticing the bite marks on Lucas Knight’s hand, showing concern: "President, I’ll call a doctor to disinfect and bandage it."

"No need, everyone can leave now."

"But, President, you’re bleeding—" the servant said.

"I said leave," he insisted.

Servant: "Understood." The servant said and then left.

Oh my. Really not sure what’s going on with the President; there are bite marks on his hand, and it’s bleeding. It’s truly unimaginable.

Was it the Young Madam who bit him?

Though she’s been titled Young Madam, her courage seems a bit excessive; daring to bite the President, is she seeking death?

...

Eva Nightingale was asleep, her tears resembling a weeping beauty, making one’s heart ache. He suddenly found a way to soothe her—by pretending to be that person, calling her by the name he did, doing the things he did.

Eva’s clothes had some of his bloodstains on them, which made him uncomfortable. Usually, he liked the scent of blood, but tonight, seeing it on her clothes, he was especially repelled.

The man took off his clothes, picked her up, walked into the bathroom, and gave her a bath.

When he came out, half an hour had passed.

Eva Nightingale woke up only after being placed back on the bed. Seeing him, she instinctively wanted to avoid him, but in a daze, she seemed to hear him call out alluringly, "Eva."

"Goodnight, my dear wife~"

After speaking, the man’s kiss landed on her forehead, gentle like a dragonfly touching water.

"Husband~" she turned sideways, rushing into his embrace—so warm, so warm, just like before. Hugging the man tightly, draping her leg over him, she fell asleep.

Tired from crying!

Plus, with the pregnancy, she was always sleepy.

He felt the little woman tightening her grip on him, snuggling closer. The man paused slightly, using one hand as her pillow, and softly placed the other on her belly. The little one inside moved, seemingly feeling the warmth of his large hand, moving even more.

For the first time becoming a father, feeling the little life inside, he was naturally overflowing with joy.

Eva Nightingale slept peacefully through the night,

The next day, she opened her eyes, finding herself held nicely by the man, and the first thing she saw was the bite mark and wound on the back of his hand...