Chapter 1142: Chapter 1139: Get the Hell Out!

Sensations tingled at the fingertips, his grip on her back tightened, his right hand sliding to her rounded hips, stroking her through the pale yellow dress.

His large palm didn’t roam aimlessly, but instead, stayed still atop her hips.

"My stomach hurts." She thought coaxing him like this might end up costing her, so she immediately changed the topic.

"Good girl." He draped his black trench coat over her, then lifted her up in his arms.

Considering her discomfort, he let her off! For all the injuries she suffered, being kissed by another... What’s the big deal? These accounts could be settled slowly, once she recovered.

...

Returning late at night, Eva Nightingale was already fast asleep.

When she awoke, the first thing she did was reach for the side of the bed, which was empty.

She rolled out of bed and heard sounds coming from the balcony.

He was on the phone.

That magnetic voice replied hoarsely, "Mm, see you at six in the afternoon."

...

The day passed by just like that, Eva didn’t know whom he was calling, nor what the meeting was about.

With a little curiosity, she followed him at six o’clock.

The café.

Because she had secretly followed, she didn’t directly meet him at the café...

The luxurious private room in the café, after Lucas Knight entered, a line of bodyguards also entered, along with a woman dressed in the latest Chanel gown.

She didn’t know what they were doing inside, but Eva was certain... He had been in touch with the Sovereign Empire even during his hospital stay and his time in Eastern Europe over the past two months, which meant that he didn’t suffer memory loss...

He hadn’t lost his memory after being injured at the bar that night!!

Which meant that all this time, he was pretending, deceiving her, he was lying to her!

In the café, she stayed until evening, only then did Lucas Knight leave, descending the stairs to drive away.

He drove a pure black sports car, low-key and luxurious.

Suddenly, a striking figure darted out in front, her slender form blocking the car.

"Screech——"

His eyes were bloodshot, slamming the brakes to the floor. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The car skidded on the asphalt, leaving a trail of emergency brake marks.

Damn it, she’s risking her life!!!

If he had hit the brakes a moment too late, she would have been crushed into a mess beneath the tires in an instant.

Even though the car had stopped steadily, he was anxious, breaking out in cold sweat, his handsome forehead drenched in perspiration—it’s a sports car, got it?!

If this car hits you, having a hundred lives wouldn’t be enough to withstand it, how many cases have you seen of sports cars hitting people that turned out fine?

Is she testing his driving skills?

The cold wind blew fiercely, only seeing him slide down the car window, opening his mouth to shout, chilling to the core, "Are you out of your mind? Get out of the way now!"

Eva Nightingale stood motionless.

Her eyes fixated on the passenger seat of his sports car, vaguely seeing a woman’s coy face and challenging eyes directed at her.

Ava Morgan.

Lucas Knight didn’t get out of the car, looking at her filled with fury.

Eva paused for two seconds, stepped toward his sports car in high heels, forcefully pulled open the passenger door, and shouted at Ava Morgan, "You should get lost—"

In the passenger seat, Ava Morgan pouted, glaring fiercely at Eva Nightingale, her gaze endlessly provocative—she truly was an actress—yet when looking at Lucas Knight, she acted tenderly, "Crown Prince, she’s being mean to me..."