CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 35: HELLO, AFRICAN MARSH

Technically, she already has a husband, so she shouldn’t be mentioning other men. It’s not like she’s thinking about them, she just believes her husband should be even more handsome than the Crown Prince, right?

Carla Carr: "Heaven knows."

Eva Nightingale: "Heaven knows, but I don’t!"

"Olivia, you don’t actually have a thing for the Crown Prince, do you? That man is more formidable than the Admiral by a factor of N."

Wouldn’t dare to think about it, wouldn’t dare.

Eva Nightingale: "Um, how could I be interested in him when I haven’t even seen him? Carla, you’re overthinking it!" Besides, she was a married woman now, and although he seemed cold, he was quite warm towards her.

...

Meanwhile, Lucas Knight finished his official duties and returned to the Platinum Castle, turning on his Bluetooth earpiece.

A somewhat familiar female voice came through the earpiece into his ear:

"Eva, I heard the Imperial Crown Prince is super handsome, six feet three, and incredibly good-looking... he’s said to be the most handsome man in the elite circles in history..." Carla continued her gossip.

"What’s the point?..." Eva retorted in a huff. She wasn’t interested in any other men right now.

Lucas Knight’s face darkened, his handsome face lost its warmth, and he simply disconnected the Bluetooth earpiece.

A sudden tightness in his lower abdomen, a warmth in his heart.

He smirked and truthfully, even through the screen, he wanted to grab her and put her on his lap, just to see if she had any misunderstanding about him.

In his daze, Harry North walked in: "Crown Prince—"

"Crown Prince, the doctor says your ’tear’ is severe... try not to have such reactions right now, it’s very detrimental to your recovery."

"Hm?" Lucas Knight shot a cold glance over, his eyes as if they wanted to dig out Harry’s eyeballs.

Harry shivered down his spine and sensibly said, "Your Highness, should I find a woman for you?"

"Rest assured, Your Highness, I will find someone very clean for you to use."

Harry had been with the Boss for so many years, and he’d been surrounded by men... now it seemed if he wasn’t into women, he could only get... a man for him?

Harry didn’t bother to speculate on why he had a flash marriage with Eva.

For now, it was more important to solve his Boss’s physiological needs.

"Scram." The man shot a cold gaze: "Go down and receive your punishment."

Harry trembled all over, wondering what he had done wrong. His Boss had once punished him by sending him on a "trip to Africa," and when he returned, he became "African Marsh."

He had shed several layers of skin from the sunburn.

Now, getting a whipping seemed like the better option, he thought, and ran off quickly.

Harry was a former special forces soldier, having seen much of the world, but he couldn’t withstand a cold snort from Lucas Knight. There was no way around it, his Boss was really someone not to be messed with.

*

Several days passed and it was already the day of the Nightingale grandmother’s birthday banquet.

Since Eva was cast out of the family, she hadn’t been involved in the preparation for the grandmother’s banquet; it was likely that Amos Nightingale and Violet Hargrove were busy with it.

Carla Carr was a playful soul, off somewhere having fun, leaving her to attend the old lady’s birthday alone.

Although married to Lucas Knight, the two of them didn’t restrict each other’s freedoms, and he seemed quite busy, so Eva didn’t intrude on him.