Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 898 - 897: To Help the Crown Prince’s Woman (2)

And over on Edward White’s side, he agreed without a second thought.

After all, that friend could really be sothing when he got angry.

Edward White definitely had to help his friend’s little darling wife, right?!

Edward White had been staying in China all this ti, keeping Ella company because she had quite a temper and would threaten to break up at the drop of a hat, and she’d also ignore him.

So, Edward White had been using everything he learned in his life to make her happy.

But who knew that not only did his efforts not work, it seed like the more he tried, the more energetic she beca?

And she still ignored him.

Edward White had no choice; since nothing happened between them, he simply left.

Just today, he flew to Sovereign Empire. Having spent too much ti over there and receiving a friend’s call as soon as he got off the plane, his assistant imdiately drove to the film set.

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At the mont, on the "Palace Locking City" film set.

Edward White sat there unmoving, and suddenly saw Annabelle walking towards her: "Mr. White!"

"What’s up?" Edward White turned his deep almond eyes towards her.

Annabelle said, "President Night had an incident at the bar a while ago. I didn’t have ti to see her, nor did I get to contact her, so could you please pass a ssage for her to take care of herself?" Annabelle later found out that Eva and Carla are best friends, and she was the one who invited them to the bar that night when things went awry, leaving her feeling guilty.

"Sure." Edward White agreed.

...

Leaving the set, it was already eight in the evening.

Edward White lit a cigar and took a puff, instructing the driver: "To Blue Bay Residence."

Counting the days, there were only three left until Charlotte Knight’s birthday.

"Yes, sir." The driver complied and drove towards Blue Bay Residence as ordered.

*

At the dining table.

Eva Nightingale held a bowl and chopsticks, eating.

Lucas Knight sat across from her without speaking, continuously adding food to her bowl: "Eat more."

Eva knew that in reconciling this ti, he was doing it for the child, so everything was because of the kid.

Thinking about this, suddenly there was the sound of a car outside, followed by Harry North’s voice: "Crown Prince, Mr. White is here."

"Hmm." Lucas Knight responded, "Please, co in."

Eva also instinctively turned her head, looking towards the door, indeed seeing a tall, imposing figure; he was dressed in a white suit, perfectly tailored, complenting his handso looks.

Edward White approached: "Ms. Night, Crown Prince, good evening."

Eva: "Hello, Mr. White!"

Lucas Knight didn’t speak, glancing at Eva.

For so reason, he always felt that the little woman’s eyes lingered on Edward White, and it made him feel a bit uncomfortable...?

Just because she looked at Edward White a few more tis?

"Co over here and sit down." Lucas Knight spoke, his voice inexplicably a few degrees cooler, "Co, sit on my lap."

Eva blushed: "Huh?"

Lucas Knight: "Co here, sit on your husband’s lap..." Who let her ogle other n, did she have his approved leave slip?

"Alright~" she agreed, got up, and sat on the chair beside him.

Lucas Knight put down his bowl and chopsticks and stretched out his hands: "Co sit on my lap..."

The servant, Harry North, Edward White: "..."

Does it have to be so intense!

Only hearing Eva say: "Are you sure you want to sit on your lap?" What if I touch sothing indescribable; can we still eat properly?

"I’m sure." The man spread his arms wide, "Be good~ listen, when I tell you to co up, you co up~"