Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 568 - 567: Going Alone to Rescue Her (Part 1)

Two minutes later, Harry North brought the contract, and Lucas Knight took it, driving at a breakneck speed towards the Black Market to rescue her.

Because his hand was injured by glass shards.

Hence, the injured area was wrapped in bandages, and he could only drive with one hand on the steering wheel, yet he drove very steadily. Furthermore, the Rolls-Royce Phantom felt like it was soaring like a rocket.

Ignoring the objections from Harry North and the bodyguards, he went ahead alone with the contract, carrying two handguns and a dagger, charging towards the Black Market.

The Black Market is far in the suburbs.

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Eva Nightingale’s hands were tied, and a few n dragged her out of the car, pulling her into the Black Market, stripped off her clothes right there in the hall, and lunged at her.

"Little beauty, have you been with the Crown Prince?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder you’re the woman the Crown Prince desires. Just look at that figure, look at that face, looking at you is a delight!"

As they spoke, the sweaty n already stripped their clothes, then lunged at Eva Nightingale, casually yanking out the cloth from her mouth, lewdly saying, "Took out the cloth for you, now scream under , make it seductive!"

"Pah, get lost!" Eva Nightingale spat water at him, hitting the man right, angering him.

"Damn it! You dare spit water on !" the man roared, "Tonight, even if you grew wings, you wouldn’t fly out, serve well, and you might die a bit later! Otherwise..."

"Bla only yourself for being Bennett’s person, bla yourself for being Lucas Knight’s woman!" The man had lost patience, tearing at her dress, as a dozen n pressed down on her.

"Bang!" A loud noise echoed by the ear.

A bullet shot through the man’s nether regions, blood streaming between his legs...

A tall and upright figure, in a flash, kicked those n flying.

Those n lay on the ground, screaming: "Ah!"

Lucas Knight imdiately bent down to embrace the little woman lying on the ground.

Eva Nightingale felt cold all over just now, very scared, thinking she would never see him again in this life...

Unexpectedly, he actually ca, alone.

His powerful aura instantly enveloped her, holding her in his arms, pressing her head to his chest, coaxing, "Darling wife! I’m here!"

"Good wife, don’t be afraid." He stroked her head, patiently and urgently, "Silly Nightingale, would you say you’re silly!"

The ring was lost.

Almost couldn’t find her tonight.

He had a tracker installed in the ring to always know her whereabouts, but she lost the ring.

Forget it, it’s just a ring.

Lost it, so be it.

He will buy it later, as many as she wants, he will buy, whatever she wants, he will give.

"Boohoo! Husband!" She was so scared, imdiately hugging his neck, burying her face in his chest, letting the tears flow.

"Good wife!" He rubbed his chin on her soft hairline, patiently holding and coaxing her, "From now on, I won’t call you Silly Nightingale." Because he realized he did call her silly.

In the future, don’t want her to be so silly.

"Good, from now on, I will call you Lady Nightingale, okay?" His very own consort.

As he coaxed her, he carried her towards the car, placing her inside, then casually took off his coat, draping it over her, before saying, "My Lady Nightingale, wait for a mont."

"Turn your face away, I didn’t co here, don’t look back."