"How long?"

"...Very soon." She didn’t know why he suddenly woke up while sleeping and clung to her so closely.

Eva Nightingale had already contacted the Sovereign Empire, asking them to prepare to take him away.

Who knew he wouldn’t talk about leaving? Every time they were alone, he just buried his head and kissed her skin.

"I’ll go with you, okay?" He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up forcefully, simultaneously parting her legs to wrap around his waist. This position was quite fiery, definitely not suitable for children.

"Master, put me down!!"

He’s a patient right now; he can’t hold her like this, even though she’s not heavy, just a bit over ninety pounds.

"Be good, I want to hold you." He held her even tighter, "Are you abandoning me? Going out alone without taking me!"

Eva: "No, nothing like that." She’s just going back to see Eliana Beckett. Eliana said there was something important tonight. Eva figured it was about her trip to New York to buy jewelry.

Because Eliana brought back the jewelry, but something happened that night at the bar, and she didn’t have time to go back and get it, so Eliana kept it first.

"Little Miss! Madam is urging you to have dinner; she’s still waiting for you." A respectful voice came from the doorway.

Eva and Lucas Knight were still in the same position: "..."

The subordinate blushed: "..."

A bit awkward!

"Little Miss, I didn’t mean to look, I’m sorry, I swear to heaven!!!"

But why did this man look so familiar?

Because the servants in this villa were personally chosen by Eva and weren’t ordinary servants, but professional assassin spies, and this maid was the one who often accompanied Sebastian Yansford on trips to the empire.

Strange.

She looked again at the man holding Eva, his handsome profile, sharply defined contours, devastatingly attractive, and so familiar, she felt like she’d seen him somewhere before?!

Could it be because he was so handsome that he seemed familiar?

Because the lighting was a bit dim, and she could only see Lucas Knight’s profile, she couldn’t see clearly, but the more she looked, the more familiar he seemed.

"I’ll be down soon, you go ahead." Eva’s voice came.

"Yes, I’ll go down now."

...

Eva was still being held by him, of course, she couldn’t indulge him, worried his injuries might recur, so she struggled a bit and then tried to leave his embrace: "Emperor Lucas! Your status is too noble, you can’t hold me like this, quickly put me down."

Her body was petite, but he was burly and strong, the type that looked slim in clothes but muscular without. His arms were like shackles, as long as he didn’t let go, she couldn’t break free.

"Mm, don’t move." He released the heat he had been holding in and immediately let her go.

If this continued, the one suffering would still be him!

"I’ll wait for you to come back." He said coldly and indifferently.

"Are you angry?" She moved closer, grasping his big hand, sliding her small hand into his palm, intertwining their fingers.

He said, "Baby, only do this with me, okay?" "Only for me, understand?"

He also said he liked it this way.

So, she was doing what he liked.

It’s just she didn’t know how long his amnesia would last?

Eva suddenly had a radical thought...