Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 880 - 879: Instigation (Part 2)

Eva Nightingale touched her belly. During the ultrasound just now, the doctor showed her the screen, and the fetus already had features. The 4D ultrasound even showed the baby pouting.

"Congratulations, a baby girl and a baby boy."

Eva rembered the doctor’s words and couldn’t help but smile.

The doctor also said the chances of having twin boys and girls were very small, but she got lucky.

The doctor also said the baby resembled the President’s handsoness. Eva smiled and thought at the ti, Oh no... will their temper and personality be just like Lucas Knight’s?!

Having one Dark Lord is enough for her. If there are two little Dark Lords coming along, she can’t...

She instantly had a thought of wanting to start over from scratch.

"What are you thinking about?"

The familiar man’s voice ca from above, and at the sa ti, he leaned down and pulled the dazed her into his embrace.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

"Do you want to know?" Her face turned red, with a hint of mischievous thought.

He answered, "I do."

"Just did an ultrasound, and the doctor said... the little bun looks exactly like you. I’m thinking, can I give birth and then stuff him back inside to reshape?"

His large hand suddenly slapped her on the hip, "You’re playing with fire."

"Am I..." She bit her lip in accusation, "Let down quickly, don’t do anything bad, I’m talking about creating later, not now, plus it was just a joke, you mustn’t do anything bad."

He replied, "I won’t."

Eva: "Huh?!"

This devil, his words sound so roguish, and the damn thing is, his whole deanor still carries a cool aloofness with an imposing aura that says "stay away."

"Didn’t understand?" He curled his lips, voice icy cold, "Didn’t understand? Shall I repeat it?"

After speaking, he leaned closer to her ear, saying two words: "I won’t."

"...Oh." Is he charging by the word now? She understood him, he wouldn’t do anything bad, but he just said two words: "I won’t." He’s truly a real-life version of a man of few words.

"Won’t do, then won’t do, quickly let down, alright? As long as you don’t do anything bad."

"Good girl." He hugged her tightly and securely, this little thing is getting chatty and dares to dislike his embrace. At night, he has to return to Lan Bay Residence, personally arrange for the old lady’s trip, and send her to New York. Thinking about being apart for a while, he couldn’t help but want to rge her into his bones.

"Let your husband hold you."

"Okay." She agreed, "Then be gentle... a little gentle... you’re holding so tightly, it’s hurting ." She was almost out of breath.

The ntion of pain made him instinctively relax his grip slightly while holding her.

"I’m holding very lightly, not even using force."

"Still hurts~" She furrowed her brow, burying her red lips against his chest.

He asked with concern, "Sweetheart, where does it hurt?!"

Eva pretended to bite his chest, biting through the fabric, and then said, "Right here~"

Lucas Knight: "Chest, hurts?"

Damned doctor, did he dare not give her a proper check-up?

Lucas Knight got anxious, quickly holding her, heading to the Dean’s office, planning to get the Dean reprimanded! How dare they not take care of her? Is Emperor Grand Group raising a bunch of good-for-nothing?

No one was in the Dean’s office.

Eva realized he misunderstood, and imdiately explained, "It’s not my chest that hurts, it’s my heart... that hurts."

He said not to let her be swayed, to not sink into his affections, yet he still unabashedly, arrogantly, and domineeringly seduced her.