CHAPTER 329: CHAPTER 329: DIVORCE (9)

"Alright, don’t cry anymore, okay?"

He was so tender, speaking as he kissed her soft, delicate lips again, gently holding and sucking them.

Eva Nightingale was bewildered by him.

Huh? Why did he suddenly become nice again?

His lips still had that wonderful scent, the clear and magnetic hormones spreading in her mouth, feeling so comfortable, making her entire body tingle.

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After drying her hair, she wrapped herself in a towel, and he picked her up completely, placing her on the big bed.

He just held her like that and slept.

She wanted to look up at him, but unexpectedly, he dominantly pressed her head into his chest, not allowing her to lift her head, just like that... letting her face tightly press against his chest.

His chest was a bit hard.

"What’s wrong? Hmm?" For some reason, he couldn’t stand seeing her cry, whenever she cried, he wanted to comfort her, her tears pained his heart.

So, he wanted to win her over, to make her his one and only.

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At dawn, Eva Nightingale woke up.

The bedside was empty, not a trace of him was left, even the pillow beside her had no residual warmth.

It was as if the person holding her to sleep last night wasn’t him at all.

Hmm, where did he go?

Eva washed up and found a purple dress on the nightstand, accompanied by a note: See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

She picked it up, her hands trembling...

After getting dressed, she left Nightfall Palace, and upon exiting the hall, a luxury car was parked there.

Then, a few bodyguards got out and politely said, "Miss, please get in the car."

Eva recognized these bodyguards as his personal ones, yet Harry North was not around.

Eva sighed and got into the car.

This President, she really can’t climb up to him... since he insists on leaving, then let it be.

Who knows how long it took, but the car steadily stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The bodyguards all got out of the car.

Eva also got out, looked ahead, and suddenly recalled last night... he clearly promised not to leave, yet upon waking, he wanted to divorce.

Fine.

Once divorced, she’ll ignore him!

Her heart was fuming, she pouted and walked towards the Civil Affairs Bureau, decisively signing the divorce papers.

Then, looking at him next to her, she said, "Mr. Nangong, goodbye." Never to meet again.

He stood there motionless, picked up the pen, and signed. Seeing him sign, Eva was utterly furious.

She stopped looking at him, got up and started walking away.

Her marriage, less than half a year, ended in a flash divorce; her eyes welled up as she quickly rushed out of the Civil Affairs Bureau and got into a taxi.

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A black luxury car steadily followed her taxi, eventually also stopping in front of Villa No. 8.

The taxi stopped, and Eva paid the fare and got out.

She was a bit emotional, her eyes moist, not noticing a car "tailing" her.

Eva walked into the villa and only then realized, there was a chill behind her, as she turned around, she bumped into a solid wall of flesh.

At the same time, her wrist was grabbed by him, and his commanding tone came coldly: "Let’s go, back to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"Why?" Eva was stunned. Was he crazy? Just got divorced from the Civil Affairs Bureau, why go back?

"To register." It was just two words.

She was infuriated, was it fun? Hmph, she didn’t want to, just left and now go register again?

"Mr. Nangong, please let me go."

She pulled back her arm that he grabbed, rubbing it, it was already swollen.

"You... We’re already divorced, there’s no relationship anymore, why are you still following me?" She hoped he wouldn’t come anymore, to let her have some peace and quiet.

"I’ll say it again, back to the Civil Affairs Bureau, to register."