Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 1212 - 1209: Your Dog Food Was Rejected, and Your Do

Could it be that the Boss offended the Young Madam, and... after just one month of marriage, he was kicked out to sleep on the sofa?

That was Harry North’s first thought as an assistant.

"Hey... Aren’t you guys going to sleep yet!" Eva Nightingale lazily walked out of the master bedroom wearing flip-flops encrusted with large diamonds, rubbed her eyes, and said, "Hubby dear, aren’t you going to sleep?"

"Is it uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa?"

Harry: Oh my gosh!!

Sure enough, it’s the Young Madam who kicked the Crown Prince out, huh. Looks like he’s been thoroughly tad by her, not being spared at all, huh.

Young Madam, I salute you as a hero. I’m definitely befriending you.

Although Eva’s temper isn’t quite the sa as before, a person must have her quirks. After getting to know her, Harry is 90% certain she’s the sa Eva from before. Because of what Dr. ng said that day, Harry is aware.

Now it’s up to our Crown Prince to see if he can rember this woman!!

This woman is the one he once risked his life to love.

Even if he’s lost his mory, upon eting her again, he still dotes on her just as before, with his love seemingly undiminished.

"Hubby dear, have a cup of water to calm down." She attentively poured a glass of water, walked over with it, and then sat onto the man’s lap on the sofa.

Eva understands the importance of a man’s dignity. She can’t let him lose face in front of his subordinates, right? As the Young Madam, as his wife, she "loves" him.

Lucas Knight took the water she handed over, accepting her at the sa ti, and yes, he wrapped his large arm around her, holding her in his embrace.

Harry: Mama mia, I didn’t see anything!!

This scene actually unfolded right before his eyes.

Looks like he’s been overly concerned?

The Crown Prince and Young Madam have a great relationship, just like a long ti ago.

"Your Highness, Young Madam, I’ll take my leave. You two rest early." How could he dare interrupt the couple’s private ti, even after a month-long honeymoon, they’re still so sweet.

After Harry left, the silent living room was left with just the two of them.

Eva imdiately wriggled to leave the man’s embrace.

Sitting in his arms just now was rely...

"What’s wrong?" Lucas Knight encircled her small waist, his large hand deliberately tightened, the thin fabric of the spaghetti strap nightdress barely shielding her from his burning touch, he held her close, "Once you co out, don’t think about going back in."

Eva: "I’m sleepy..."

"You just said you were sleepy." He looked at her, "Since my dear wife can’t sleep, then I shall accompany you in doing sothing aningful."

With that, Eva was already pulled into his arms, his chin brushing the top of her head, his breath scattered downwards, slightly deep and sowhat cold.

The air was thick with the scent of hormones, growing ever more intense!

"Don’t even think about coming to my bed!" She pushed him away, stood straight, "This week we’re sleeping separately... Ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, Lucas Knight grabbed her: "Can you bear to let sleep on the sofa for a week?!"

Eva: "..."

The man stood up, wrapped his arms around her from behind, then his left hand slid up to grasp her chin, aiming to kiss her, his handso features pressing closer, very close, seemingly just a tiny bit further and their lips would touch.

"Wife, let warm the bed for you, okay? Quietly, not doing anything."

"But if you’re willing, we could also do sothing..."