Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 1161 - 1158: Boss, Is This How You Propose?

Dr. ng: "Have you ever seen two people who look so alike?"

Harry: "Never."

"Exactly! She must be..."

Dr. ng believed he could not be wrong about judging people, but based on his interactions with Eva Nightingale, he seed to realize that she did not have any mories from before. Perhaps she really wasn’t who they thought, or maybe there was sothing wrong with her brain and she lost her mory.

But can there really be such a coincidence in the world? The President lost his mory, and now she has too?

"Dr. ng, Miss Eva Nightingale does not rember us," Harry said. "She is the future Lady of the Eastern Europe Bennett Organization, and her current identity is incredibly noble. However, I recall that the Eva Nightingale who used to be around the Crown Prince seed to have so connection to Eastern Europe..."

So, they must be the sa person!

But given the harsh conditions back then, how could she have possibly survived?

"Dr.... could she also have lost her mory like the Crown Prince?"

Dr. ng nodded solemnly: "Very likely. There are two types of mory loss: one is mory loss caused by brain injury, the other is induced amnesia, where a certain drug is injected to forcibly erase a person’s mory."

"Bennett could very likely have injected her with a drug to prevent her return..."

With Dr. ng’s extensive experience, this wasn’t hard to deduce.

But currently, there’s no way to be certain. When Eva Nightingale undergoes a physical examination, her blood will be taken, and then Dr. ng can analyze her blood to find out what’s in her body.

*

After signing the contract, Eva Nightingale lay on the large bed. It took her a couple of seconds to get up and walk towards the dressing room.

The presidential suite featured a large walk-in closet, and last night, when she was taking a shower, he ntioned that soone would send many clothes to the closet.

While Eva was asleep, the servants brought the clothes, and she had no idea.

Walking into the closet, overflowing with lavish decor, she looked around and picked out a light blue long dress. It looked like a gown but without the formality, its thin fabric especially comfortable on her skin.

She didn’t wear a bra with buttons, just applied so pasties on her chest, which made her feel comfortable.

After changing her clothes, she sat at the vanity mirror and applied light makeup, her eyeshadow a subtle purple hue.

She was so absorbed in her task, she didn’t notice the tall and imposing figure approaching her from behind, who leaned over and curved his lips: "Madam!"

Eva was montarily stunned and turned her face, about to say sothing, but her soft lips were gently enveloped by his. The familiar masculine scent mixed with a strong dose of pheromones flooded her mouth.

Lucas Knight lightly bit her tender lips before releasing her: "Are you ready? When you are, we’ll go get the marriage certificate."

Eva’s identification was from Eastern Europe, and due to the incident three years ago, Eliana Beckett helped her obtain new identification docunts, so there was no record of her previous marriage information.

Now she and he were about to register for an international marriage!

Eva was sowhat worried that Eliana would be angry if she found out, but she had no choice. Eliana would certainly push her to marry Liam Coldwell or soone from the Beckett family. So, since she had to marry anyway, she’d rather...

She looked up at the tall and handso man in front of her, then stood up and embraced him: "Lucas..."

"Kiss ..."

Hmph! What kind of wedding was this? Even if it was a contract marriage, there should still be a proposal, right? Yet, here he was, with nothing!

Not even a proposal kiss...