Harry North was still standing half-stunned at the back of the crowd, staring wide-eyed at Eva Nightingale in Lucas Knight’s arms: Oh my god! This woman, isn’t she Miss Eva Nightingale from back then!

"Harry, take Ivy back to sleep." In the midst of his daze, Lucas Knight’s commanding tone dropped.

"Big Sis~" The little munchkin kept staring at Eva Nightingale, feeling sour and envious. Dad must be lying, right? How could someone so beautiful be Dad’s woman! That Dark Lord is so sneaky and...

Just as his thoughts reached this point, Lucas Knight coldly interrupted: "Ivy, Lily called and said she misses you. Be good and head back quietly, or else you won’t get to see Mommy, hmm?"

As he spoke, he suddenly felt the little woman in his arms getting restless, moving a bit, and then Eva Nightingale broke free from his embrace, running to Graham Knight to console him: "Little Crown Prince."

"You should be good, and it’s time to go to sleep."

"Tomorrow, I’ll come to see you, okay?"

"Okay." Graham Knight listened to Eva Nightingale obediently and nodded without a second thought. She said she would see him tomorrow, so she definitely would, right?

Besides, little Lily cries for Mommy every night when she goes to sleep, lying by the window all by herself, looking so lonely. Graham Knight knows she misses Mommy, and if little Lily finally sees Mommy, who knows how happy she will be?

"Big Sis..." He was serious and earnest, a little innocent, "See you tomorrow."

He was so earnest, not knowing that Eva Nightingale was just casually fooling him.

...

Harry North took the little Crown Prince away from the Nightfall Palace back to the Misty Bay Manor, pondering all along the way, ’Are there really two people in this world who look so similar?’ ’Do you believe in resurrection after death?’

That woman must be Miss Eva Nightingale!

If not, why would the boss abandon the little Crown Prince? To know, he had always personally brought the little munchkin home, but now... it seems he cares more about that woman, right?

...

Eva Nightingale was cornered against the wall by Lucas Knight.

"When did you arrive?"

Eva Nightingale: "Today."

"I was planning to finish up and then come to pick you up. Couldn’t wait anymore, huh?" He smiled a crooked smile, moving closer to the little woman, "I’ve already had the lawyer draft the agreement. Tomorrow morning, I’ll have someone send it over. Once you sign it, we can get our certificates, and by then we’ll be a legal couple. As for the wedding... if you don’t agree to go public, we’ll head to Paris for a private ceremony in a chapel, how about that?"

Her cheeks turned a little red: "..."

He continued, "By then, I’ll have the doctor check your health. If everything is okay, we can have a baby."

Eva Nightingale blushed even more: "..."

The next second, his hands came up, tightly gripping her small waist on both sides, and then he leaned in, pinning her against the wall: "Madam, I hope that during the contract period... both your body and mind will belong to me."

Since she became his wife, her heart should naturally hold only him, and her body must not belong to another man.

The last time Liam Coldwell kissed her, his heart was bleeding.

"Mm... Lucas..." Her small waist was gripped by his large hands, sending a tingling sensation throughout her entire body, leaving her a bit soft, and her voice came out like a whimper, "Lucas, don’t be like this..."

"So, tonight..."

"No, I haven’t left." She covered her chest to stop him from touching her.