In the past, even during their most intimate moments in bed, she had never called him so intimately.

So, her current words truly made his lower abdomen tense up.

Lucas Knight and her memories were still stuck at their meeting in New York.

"Emperor Lucas, let’s get married." She leaned on his shoulder, speaking from her heart, "Last time in the Sovereign Empire, you said you needed a madam, and asked me to sign a contract marriage with you. I refused back then..."

"Now I’m seriously responding to you, I’m willing to be your contract wife."

His steps suddenly halted, feeling a wet patch on his shoulder.

She was crying.

Tearfully she said, "Sob, since our relationship began, when I returned to Eastern Europe, I thought of you every night."

"Without your embrace, I couldn’t sleep alone, couldn’t eat or rest at ease. I dreamt of you every night. I was afraid that my poison on you was too strong, that something unexpected might happen to you... I even sent people to inquire about you... I couldn’t sleep well, so I went to bars to drink, and who would have thought you’d suddenly appear."

"Rest assured, I will carry myself with the demeanor of a proper wife. Our marriage contract will be for a year; my only condition is to borrow your genes. After the child is born, it will be mine. I want nothing of yours, neither your property nor anything else."

Lucas Knight felt a bit heavy-hearted, "No, what you’re supposed to have, you definitely should have. But... I have... I have a child." He felt she had the right to know.

Besides, she should have already known.

Back then, little Ivy was kidnapped by the people of Eastern Europe. The arrangements had been made over there, but who knew little Ivy would be safely returned, with Eastern Europe extending goodwill to the Sovereign Empire.

When little Ivy returned, she said she had made a girlfriend in Eastern Europe!

At the time, he had no particular reaction, looking at his three-year-old little bun, did she even know what a girlfriend was?

"I don’t mind." She hooked her arms around his neck, "One year contract, rest assured, by then... I won’t cling to you."

Lucas Knight paused, "You’re quite straightforward." This way, he wouldn’t have to worry about her clinging after the contract ended. Coincidentally, Ivy wanted a mommy, so the contract terms were that... not only did she have to play the role of his wife well, but also that of Ivy and Ivy’s mommy.

...

Lucas Knight took Eva Nightingale to a seven-star hotel.

He set her down.

The little woman clung to him with fiery passion, wishing she could stick to him: "Mmm... I want a hug..."

Her lower abdomen hurt like hell; every time she got her period, it triggered her princess syndrome. She needed comfort, needed to be coaxed.

When he held her, she felt the pain lessen.

"Alright, hug." He extended his large hand, holding her, gently patting her back, "Let me call a doctor to check your wound." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"It’s fine." Such a cunning little woman, how could she truly hurt herself? It was just a minor wound, yet look how worried he got.

"Once your period is over, I’ll return to the Sovereign Empire, have the lawyer draft the agreement, and we’ll be able to get our marriage license." At this moment, he seemed like a loving husband caring for his delicate wife, cautiously holding her, "Stay here, wait for me obediently, and I’ll come to get you in a few days."

"Though Eastern Europe lacks nothing, I will give you the compensation you deserve. You won’t be shortchanged, as long as you’re obedient, there’s nothing in this world that I can’t handle, understand?"

The man said this as he reached out to caress her cheek, "Having become my woman, Lucas Knight’s, you’re no longer allowed to be touched by other men..."