Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 409: Harry North Truly Excels

He just curled his lips into a wicked smile, the smile not reaching his eyes: "Miss Carr, I’ve never cared about you, whether you’re the daughter of a high family or now of a lesser status..."

He still rembered that when he said those words, he saw her cry.

Little Evie, why are you crying? Didn’t she always cling to him, saying she liked him? If he didn’t mind, shouldn’t she be happy?

He no longer rembered how wonderful the banquet was that night, only that he felt so good being alone with her.

That night they were together, and later, just like that, they drew closer with mutual understanding...

And she changed her address: "Hubby!"

Every ti she saw him after that, she would call him hubby, hubby!

"Once you call hubby, you always have to call that?"

The woman nodded: "Why not? Anyway, I’m not losing out, and Admiral, you’re benefiting too, aren’t you?" Saying this, she corrected herself, "Cough, cough, cough... Hubby, dear hubby, don’t you think I’m right?"

The man nodded.

What a little rascal.

She was usually quite a rascal, so he gave her a nickna, little rascal, which he found very fitting and pleasant, his little rascal, Alexander’s little rascal.

At first, she was unwilling, refusing to accept that na, but as he kept calling her, she eventually accepted it.

He still rembered.

Little rascal.

She must have been sent by the heavens to tornt him, now making him restless, with her image occupying his mind.

Back then.

Alexander Kingsley couldn’t understand the Crown Prince and Eva Nightingale...

To be honest, at that ti, the Crown Prince wouldn’t attend etings, abandoning everything, and Alexander simply couldn’t understand.

Now he understood...

Hmm.

"Adjutant Lee," Alexander Kingsley said, "what allegory should be used to describe the love story of the Crown Prince and Eva Nightingale?"

Alexander Kingsley knew. That day at the hospital, the situation was like this: the Crown Prince rushed Eva Nightingale to the hospital, and the doctor said she was experiencing severe fetal distress, and at that ti Eva Nightingale’s face was very pale.

The doctors and specialists were anxious, and unsure if they could save the situation...

The Crown Prince imdiately burst into a rage, delivering two punches to the head doctor, commanding, "Save her. Whether you can or not, you must save her."

See, for Eva Nightingale, he disregarded everything, even assaulted everyone at a hospital!

Adjutant Lee was stunned, following behind Alexander Kingsley: "Admiral, sir, for these matters, you should ask Harry North."

These kinds of things, Harry North excels at.

For instance, the definition of love: Love is when, while loving, you end up doing many things.

"Hmm." Alexander Kingsley curled his lips into a smile, the smile not reaching his eyes, carrying an unreadable air, and secretly thought, Harry North is truly excellent.

-

Alexander Kingsley boarded the plane that day.

From New York to the Sovereign Capital.

Because of all the events that had happened these days, and because Alexander Kingsley was still injured, wrapped in bandages, Adjutant Lee did not dare leave his side for a mont.

He stayed by his side the entire ti with doctors, regularly changing the Admiral’s bandages.

Because the Admiral was none other than the President’s right-hand man, unable to afford a single mishap!

Otherwise.

They reckoned the Crown Prince would co and chop them up!

Adjutant Lee watched over diligently, following Alexander Kingsley’s orders.

After ten hours, the plane landed in the Sovereign Capital, First Special District Airport.

At this mont.

It was already dawn.

The air was filled with a mist, slightly chilly.

Alexander Kingsley, clad in a black coat, got off the plane and into a car. Adjutant Lee drove the car into the High General Residence: Sumr Palace.