Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 1203 - 1200: Hmm... Lucas, Do You Have Another Woman

Eva Nightingale had no ti to react before she saw a group of people flash by her.

The scene looked like they were... catching... soone in the act.

...

Almost at the sa ti, when Lucas Knight arrived at the second-floor lounge, he saw a group of won blocking the place, making the atmosphere even more intense than at the party.

Through the air, he could vaguely hear the sound of sothing happening inside.

He couldn’t believe it; he didn’t believe that it was his little woman inside.

Yet, he stood rooted to the spot for a good few dozen seconds, unable to move.

This marriage had just begun and seed to be nearing its end.

His tall and upright figure stood in the corridor, hesitating whether to walk towards the lounge, when a pair of hands embraced him from behind: "Husband..."

The voice belonged to his little woman, laced with a hint of comfort, reaching his ears.

Her waist suddenly tightened as a pair of snow-white hands held him tightly, and then she pressed herself against him.

Even from behind, Eva recognized it was him.

She had drunk a bit too much; upon seeing her man, she began to hum and whine like a coquettish child: "Mm... Lucas... Lucas... mm..."

Eva was water-sick and had drunk a lot; now, she was all soft and mushy.

It’s said that won are made of water, and she was more enchanting than the water towns of Jiangnan when she beca charming.

"Lucas..."

"Do you have another woman..."

"Lucas..."

She kept muttering his na, just like she did when he pampered her in bed, calling him in a captivating way.

Lucas Knight turned around, embraced her with a backhand, his heart settled, and with a cool, magnetic voice he said, "Good girl, you’ve had too much to drink. Listening to nonsense again?"

"I only have you."

Apart from coaxing little Eva, only at this mont was he so gentle.

"Really?" She squird restlessly in his arms and complained, "I don’t believe... you have so many won around... Of course, I have no right to interfere, but as your wife, I think, if you’re seeing soone else, you should at least let know, right?"

"You’ve had too much to drink." Lucas Knight held her waist, "Let take you back to rest."

He didn’t expect her to be out so quickly.

He smiled, looking at Eva with eyes filled with affection, sothing he hadn’t realized was happening even within himself.

"I haven’t drunk too much..."

"I don’t want to go back..."

She held onto him; sohow, her hand had already slipped inside his clothes, her fair hand touched his waist, gripping the firm muscles underneath.

This man, even when there’s nothing going on, he keeps such muscles!

So hard.

"I’m taking you back." Lucas Knight, using one hand, lifted her by the hip and directly began to carry her downstairs.

Who knew that as they reached the corner, Eva struggled free from his arms and stubbornly wrapped herself around his lean waist.

The hallway lights were dim.

Eva’s ticulously crafted makeup added more allure than usual, and Lucas Knight’s gaze, usually so cold, heated up her face.

Today, he wore a white suit to complent her pink Chanel dress.

"This dress looks really nice on you." He smiled, seemingly complinting her.

"Thank you!" She heard from the servant that he personally chose it, the pink shade complented her beautiful peach blossom eyes well, and this style and color were very ladylike.

She fully embodied the anticipated effect.

The off-shoulder design at the chest showed off her collarbone, fair and sexy enough for soone to want to take a bite.