Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 464: Kneeling on Durian (Part 4)

"Honey, why are you here?" She looked at him in confusion.

"To pick you up," he replied with a low, seductive voice, both warm and alluring!

His whole deanor exuded an aura of restraint, proud and invincible.

"If anyone bullies you in the future, just bully them back. Okay?" Without any hesitation, he held her in his arms and walked straight to the car.

Aside.

Carla blushed the entire ti. Oh my gosh, the Crown Prince is here to pick up Eva. How sweet! Isn’t the Crown Prince rumored to be cold and abstinent?

Why is he so gentle now? Could it be he’s treating his wife differently?

So nice.

Carla was envious, too, carrying strawberries and following behind, walking towards the car together.

But just halfway there.

She saw Alexander Kingsley!

He was wearing a military uniform, awe-inspiring and exuding a cold presence, just standing there leisurely watching her beside the armored vehicle.

His deep eyes were locked onto her.

Why is he here?

Did he co with the President?

She walked over, not even reacting before Alexander’s big hand scooped her up, holding her and getting into the car. She didn’t react the entire ti until he placed her on his lap to sit.

She instinctively wanted to escape because being in his arms made her feel uneasy...

"Alexander Kingsley, Admiral, let go!" she protested, but before she could finish her words, he lowered his head and kissed her, then looked at her commandingly, "Call honey!"

Carla tried to avoid him, and he seed a little displeased.

In the morning, she had lured him, and he had passionately dealt with her. Now, she wanted to hide from him upon seeing him. How could it be that easy?

This little thing.

"Honey—"

To be honest, Carla’s legs still hurt, and her voice was hoarse. Just now, following Eva’s words, she hadn’t gotten into a fight with that vile woman.

It was all because of him.

Hmph, that rascal Alexander Kingsley!

"Could you let go!" She was afraid he might get out of control, so she tried to escape from his embrace, but he hooked her with his big hand, not allowing her to leave, "Don’t move, sit tight."

His tone was not open to resistance.

Unexpectedly, she obediently complied because she had already experienced Alexander’s power, not daring to behave recklessly again, or she’d be eaten to the bone.

Hmph.

Recalling his strength that morning, how could he be injured? He didn’t seem injured at all, alright? He had tornted her until half her life was gone.

*

Strawberry Farm.

Harry North was still watching Bethany Knight kneel on durians. She scread and cried for a long ti, then ate strawberries until she was nearly sick.

The bodyguards surrounded her completely.

There was no chance to get up...

The durians had pierced her fair legs, drawing blood, while the other young ladies beside her were terrified, their faces ashen, not daring to breathe loudly, fearing they would be punished by the President.

Harry remained standing, advising, "Ladies, take a good look, Miss Eva is the President’s woman, make sure your eyes are wide open!"

The young ladies beside nodded, "Rest assured, Harry, we wouldn’t dare offend the future First Lady!"

"Exactly, exactly."

"We cherish our bodies and don’t want to be punished to kneel, nor do we want to eat strawberries until we puke."

The tone clearly mocked Bethany Knight, who was green with envy, her knees aching. When she tried to get up, she was pinned back down by the bodyguards.