Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 1207 - 1204: I Don’t Like Owing Favors

"I’m fine, thank you."

"Young Madam, this is what I should do."

...

The test results won’t be out until the afternoon, so Eva planned to return.

As she stepped out of the hospital elevator, she keenly spotted a tall and imposing figure ahead, his tall and strong fra gave won a sense of security.

Didn’t he go... to the Presidential Mansion!

She asked him before leaving, and he said he would be back by six-thirty in the evening.

"Co here," Lucas Knight commanded, reaching out his hand towards her.

"Why are you here!" Eva walked over and was unexpectedly pulled into his embrace, "Would you like to invite Miss Eva Bennett for a steak dinner?"

Eva: Didn’t he already have breakfast this morning!

Could it be that she didn’t eat, and he rembered?

"I won’t bother you, I’m not going..."

"In this world, there’s no woman I can’t invite, especially my own woman, so... Madam, you don’t have the right to refuse, understand?"

From far away, after finishing the eting, he entrusted tasks to the minister and other relevant personnel, realizing she hadn’t eaten breakfast.

He thought breakfast wasn’t to her taste, so he didn’t force her to eat!

Now, coming all this way, would the little thing dare to not show face?!

"Mr. President, are you acting too into it?" Clearly agreed on not being involved, and usually not doing such things, still getting along as before, but why, why is he suddenly being so good now.

No, no, he’s domineering!

His dominance is as strong as when they first t!

"Stop talking so much." His big hand playfully slapped her little behind, then squeezed, even through the clothes, his large hand felt scorching.

"Act like a proper Young Madam!" He lifted her up, reminding her. Just now disdaining his goodwill, now reminding her, "Rember, Eva, whose woman are you now?"

"Yours..."

Man: "That’s right."

Eva was taken to breakfast, forcefully fed a piece of steak, plus a fruit salad, and lots of Italian and Japanese cuisine.

She swore, this was absolutely the most she’d ever eaten for breakfast!!

The big boss was afraid she hadn’t eaten, kept ordering delicious food, and demanded she eat, eat, eat.

As they left, just getting in the car, Eva chirped: "Are you going to raise into a pig?"

"Will you mind if I get fat?"

He looked down, smiling lightly: "As long as it’s you, no matter what, you’re my woman now, why would I mind."

Eva: "..."

The man continued: "Rember, next ti you don’t eat breakfast, I’ll personally take you out to find the best restaurant, personally order and feed you."

Eva: "Why?"

He glanced over and smiled: "Only when you’re full do you have the strength... to work." He didn’t want, every ti on the bed pampering her, she would quickly beco exhausted and faint.

Thus, he resolved to make this little woman...

In her thoughts, she’d already moved over proactively.

"I don’t like owing favors..." she murmured, sitting on his big lap, "Especially from you... so..."

"So what?" His deep eyes shot a piercing chill, just sitting there casually and lazily, he exuded an inherently powerful aristocratic aura.

At this mont, her act was too much, he wasn’t very satisfied.

She treated him like an outsider!

"So, I..." She hesitated, her fair fingers slipping to the collar of his white shirt.