Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 943 - 941: Tonight, It’s Just a Transaction (3)

"From now on, only transactions... no more emotions."

His words were as cold as a knife, stabbing straight into her heart.

Eva Nightingale felt like a mute swallowing bitter herbs, unable to voice her pain. Yet, she had willingly chosen this path, she had no complaints.

*

Leaving the study of the Presidential Mansion, she only felt her vision blurred.

Back at Lanwan Residence, she casually ate something, took a bath, and then lay on the large bed. Because he had told her in advance, she didn’t touch any chili peppers during dinner, and she barely had any fingernails.

Nightfall was alluring, Eva lay on the bed, feeling cold, a kind of unprecedented loneliness.

She imagined many scenarios of his return; as soon as he came back, he would demand her, and so on.

She clutched the blanket, until the clock on the wall struck twelve; it was midnight, and he still hadn’t returned.

Was her plan going to be ruined just like this?

If he didn’t come back, then how would she help Carla Carr? By herself, she couldn’t possibly manage...

Eva got out of bed, picked up her clothes to put on, because she intended to sleep with him, she hadn’t dressed after her bath. Who knew she would wait for so long and he wouldn’t return, so Eva had to put on clothes and go downstairs.

"Mrs. Fang, when will the Crown Prince return?"

Mrs. Fang: "Young Madam, Harry North just called saying the Crown Prince won’t be returning. I thought you were asleep so I didn’t come upstairs to disturb you."

Eva disappointingly said, "Oh."

Not to mention sleeping, does he not even want to look at her anymore?

...

Midnight, Imperial Palace Bar.

Lucas Knight sat on the leather sofa in the emperor suite, smelling of alcohol.

His mind was filled with the scene of kissing her at night; it was beautiful, yet the better it felt to kiss, the more pain he felt inside. All this time, she had never been so proactive, the only time she went along with him was because she needed him for something, for a transaction.

In the suite, a group of beauties danced at the bar in front, with colorful lights illuminated all around.

In the suite were Edward White, Douglas Grant, and some others, all sons of the lavish and powerful Sovereign Empire, except for Edward White and Lucas Knight, the rest had beauties accompanying them, left and right.

Furthermore, there were entertainment circle figures like Evelyn and Daphne Lewis, supporting actresses from "Palace Locking City," who came to the bar to climb up to Edward White.

Both wore extremely low-cut gowns, eager to strip themselves bare for the men to see.

"President, let me pour you some wine!" Evelyn eagerly poured wine for Lucas Knight. Long ago, under Eugiene’s instigation, she had drugged Lucas Knight, which resulted in a harsh punishment.

Now, it seemed as if those past incidents had faded away.

Lucas Knight said nothing, holding his drink and drinking it.

The last time he drank like this was in Eastern Europe, when he was injured, drank iced wine, couldn’t stop thinking about her, and sneaked into her bedroom at midnight, feverish.

Evelyn stared in surprise at the empty wine glass in Lucas Knight’s hand. Did President drink the wine she poured?

This man had always kept her at a thousand miles’ distance!

Did he just drink the wine she poured?

"President, let me pour you another glass." Evelyn was astonished, could this mean she had a chance with this illustriously powerful figure not rejecting her?

Evelyn was overjoyed inside. If she could be favored by this immensely powerful man, wouldn’t she be destined for glory in life!

She forgot all her past scandals, deliberately bending down to pick up things, the posture perfectly showed the deep cleavage.