Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 375: The Crown Prince Himself Arrives (Part 4)

Edward White finished giving his orders and then went to find Eva Nightingale.

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Pain, exhaustion. That was Eva’s first sensation, besides the pungent sll of disinfectant in her nose.

This is a hospital.

"Click"—the door was pushed open, and a tall, handso figure entered, with long, straight legs and such a strikingly handso face.

"Crown Princess Consort Eva."

Edward White sat by the bedside with a charming smile, looking at Eva with concern: "How are you feeling?"

"Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable? Hmm?"

Crown Princess Consort? Eva furrowed her brow, looking around the room. What did this man call her?

Crown Princess Consort?

"Sir? Who are you?"

One sentence petrified Edward White. ’Who are you’?

His first reaction was that she had amnesia.

Edward White chuckled bitterly: "Don’t scare like that!" This kind of joke isn’t funny at all! Ella’s mind hadn’t recovered yet, Edward was scared enough already, how could he handle such news?

He couldn’t handle it.

"Crown Princess Consort, don’t joke around!"

Edward White repeated.

"..." Eva furrowed her brows as she looked at the man in a suit; he was dashing, exuding a certain charm, and his voice wasn’t bad either.

But, Eva wasn’t familiar with him.

No, she didn’t know him.

Didn’t know, really didn’t know.

Edward White looked at Eva’s puzzled and scrutinizing gaze, feeling out of sorts, strawberries fell to the ground...

Ignoring it, he rushed out of the room.

He stord into the dean’s office, grabbing the dean’s collar: "Didn’t you say she was fine? Is there sothing wrong with her brain?"

Edward White fud.

"Master White, calm down, calm down!" The dean was dripping with cold sweat, "Master White..."

The dean explained: "She might have had so ntal shock, too much stimulation, and chose to hide a segnt of her mory."

"A segnt she herself doesn’t want to recall."

"Please calm down, Master White! This isn’t serious; if she’s in a good mood, she might rember in a week. She has temporary selective amnesia, hiding this mory in her subconscious because she doesn’t want to accept the painful mory. Proper psychological guidance is needed... if she’s in a better mood, she might be fine in a few days."

The experts and doctors have done everything they can.

Filled with rage, Edward White flung the dean away and stord out the door...

Right.

This thing.

To appease Eva?

The one who ties the bell must undo it.

Other than the Crown Prince, the President! Who else could possibly make her rember?

Edward White felt a bit sour; he had been upset for a long ti about Ella’s amnesia, and if now Eva had forgotten Crown Prince Lucas Knight...

How upset would he be?

How upset?

Edward White rushed back into the ward, shedding his cold deanor, looking softly at Eva, and gently asked:

"Olivia, you’re pregnant."

"Who is your husband?"

Husband? Eva was stunned, her husband was surely Lolo! Lolo is her husband!

Edward White’s heart ached slightly as he asked again: "Olivia, what’s your husband’s na?"

"Carla Carr."

Edward White: "..."

He shuddered, Carla Carr? Isn’t that Admiral’s woman? Admiral’s little disciple?

Alexander Kingsley even gave Carla a nickna, calling her Little - Rascal, just hearing it was cringe~inducing!

Fine.

Alright, right?

Now everything’s fine.

The Admiral pairs with the Crown Prince, Olivia pairs with Carla! Just like that? Oh dear, what’s supposed to happen now!

Edward White was still unwilling to accept the truth, asking once more: "Olivia, don’t joke, who is your husband?"