Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 605 - 603: After Sleeping in My Bed, You’ll Have to

One hour can be spent doing many unspeakable things.

"Did you get wet?" he asked, reaching out to take off her clothes.

Yes, he had been full of anger just a mont ago, ready to deal with this little thing, and who knew, it suddenly started to rain?

And he almost without thinking, imdiately opened the car door, rushed out, held her in his arms to protect her, and got back in the car.

"I didn’t get wet." She wiped her hair.

Looking at him, his clothes were all wet.

A bit of heartache, hmm, was it because... did he get hurt saving her?

It shouldn’t be, shouldn’t it!

"You’re all wet, take it off." You can’t wear wet clothes, not to ntion, his chest was injured, his hands too... right, how is it that he’s injured everywhere!

She moved closer to him, grabbed a blanket from the side, and began to wipe the water off his handso face.

Then, she reached out to take off his clothes.

"Hurry up and take them off," she said while helping him undress, "I saw there were spare robes in your car, take it off and change!"

His actions suddenly halted, he looked down at her hand, which had already taken off half of his clothes.

"Wife, you care about ?"

His voice was cool and breezy.

He seed not to care whether he was wet or not.

"...Wasn’t that a pointless question?" She bit her lip, "Crown Prince, you got injured for , and got your clothes wet, if I didn’t feel sorry, wouldn’t that make seem too inhumane, too indifferent?"

"Oh." He was sparing with words, suddenly lifting her chin, "Indifference, why not." He actually hoped she would be indifferent, indifferent to everyone, leaving her gentleness only for him.

She blinked, not daring to look at him too much, nothing else, this face was purely devilish.

For so reason, she felt that now he was completely different from before.

It was a different kind of feeling.

For a mont, she really felt like he was two people, but he wasn’t, he was just him.

"Do you want to be indifferent?" she laughed.

"Hmm." He didn’t shy away, because she was too passionate, giving even a bit of warmth to others, and it pained him.

"Crown Prince, if I really beca indifferent... inhumane, I’m afraid you wouldn’t like anymore!"

The coldness in his eyes faded, touched with a bit of heartache, his tone seed to carry a trace of joy: "Sharp-tongued."

Turns out, little dumb Eva wasn’t so dumb!

"Sharp-tongued?" she laughed, pushing away the man’s hand, taking off his clothes, "Crown Prince, hurry and change into dry clothes!" She really didn’t want to see him not wearing clothes.

She continued, "By the way... the pants, you take them off yourself."

Lucas Knight: "..."

After a while.

He had changed his clothes, ready to start the car, when she suddenly asked, "By the way, Crown Prince, why are you here?"

"Passing by." He only said two words.

He said it like it was true!

He was always unpredictable with his emotions; when he didn’t want others to see his emotions, they couldn’t see them.

"Then... why are there petals all over the car?" Eva Nightingale looked at the floor, which was full of fresh rose petals, filling the whole car with a refreshing floral scent.

Flowers.

Lucas Knight looked down, glancing at the ssy petals in the car.

They were roses he had asked Harry North to buy from a flower shop that afternoon when he went to the set to pick her up.

Who knew that upon arriving at the set, he saw her with Grayson Peyton.

Forget it, he felt displeased with everything he saw and ended up chasing Harry North away, driving alone to "stalk" her.