Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 826 - 825: You Are My Medicine! (Part 1)

Are the two having a cold war, how could he feel alright?

"I’ll be on a business trip for a while." Sebastian Yansford said, "You should stay well in the estate." It’s not really a business trip; he’s recovering from injuries because being pierced by a bullet isn’t that easy to recover from.

He has to stay bedridden for a month to recuperate.

Today he’s just wearing a casual robe, loose and baggy, so the bandages aren’t visible, nor does it show how severe his injuries are. But for her sake... she doesn’t understand, so he has to go along with her.

After dinner.

Eva Nightingale went shopping with the maid.

Since coming to Eastern Europe for over half a month, she hadn’t gone out at all.

This side of Eastern Europe is indeed bustling, not inferior to the Sovereign Capital.

When they ca out of the mall, the moon had set and the sun had risen.

A globally limited edition Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked at the mall entrance, attracting countless gazes.

"Wow, which Eldest Young Master owns this car? It’s so cool, it’s beyond what the word ’cool’ can describe."

"I’ve confird with my eyes, it’s just explosively handso ying, swooning ying!!"

The woman next to her was already so excited, her screeches made Eva Nightingale turn her head to look; it was an extrely dazzling car, and it was impossible to see inside from the windows.

Eva Nightingale was stunned for a mont, why did this scene seem so much like the Crown Prince?!

The two had been bickering and quarreling lately; every ti he coaxed her, they’d break up and make up.

The other day in the villa, he tricked her into closing her eyes and then silently left—did that an he was breaking up with her?!

Since they’ve broken up, why would he still co here?

No, no, on second thought, it mustn’t necessarily be him just because it’s a Rolls-Royce!

Maybe she missed him too much, so she imagined it!

"Auntie, let’s take a detour!" Eva Nightingale pulled the maid next to her, ready to take a turn.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was low-pressure.

The handso man squinted slightly, leisurely watching the silhouette. What happened? She recognized it was him, so she ran away?

"Follow them." Lucas Knight’s thin lips lightly commanded Harry North.

"Yes, Crown Prince!" Harry North wiped his cold sweat, unsure why, but he felt the young master’s mood was unpredictable.

Such an arrogant and aloof person, actually driving out late at night to follow a woman?

"Crown Prince, should you just go up and coax her?" Harry North suggested; won should be coaxed well, and the Crown Prince following like this, the Young Madam wouldn’t even know.

"Crown Prince, should you directly abduct the Young Madam and take her back to the Sovereign Empire?"

"Hmm?" Lucas Knight’s eyes were cold, "Who wants to take her back?" It’s clearly she who ran away, she made a mistake, and it’s the Nth ti.

"Crown Prince, do you an..." Not bringing the lady back, then what’s he doing coming to Eastern Europe?!

"Get out." The man’s impatient voice sounded.

Detecting the intense killing intent, Harry North imdiately released the steering wheel and fled from the luxury car, followed by seeing their young master driving away swiftly!

Eva Nightingale and the maid were almost back at the villa.

A luxury car suddenly blocked her this way, stopping beside her.

The bright headlights cut through the darkness, shining right on Eva Nightingale.

"You... Are you nuts!" Because of the backlight, she couldn’t see the car or the person inside at all.

"Auntie, you take the stuff inside first." Eva Nightingale tried to reprimand the car owner, too arrogant—why would you shine your lights on others!

Inside the car, Lucas Knight looked at Eva Nightingale’s face, turning from pale to flushed, he curled his lips and rolled down the window: "I have dicine, do you want it?"