In the past, even during their most intimate moments in bed, she had never called him so intimately.
So, her current words truly made his lower abdomen tense up.
Lucas Knight and her memories were still stuck at their meeting in New York.
"Emperor Lucas, let's get married." She leaned on his shoulder, speaking from her heart, "Last time in the Sovereign Empire, you said you needed a madam, and asked me to sign a contract marriage with you. I refused back then..."
"Now I'm seriously responding to you, I'm willing to be your contract wife."
His steps suddenly halted, feeling a wet patch on his shoulder.
She was crying.
Tearfully she said, "Sob, since our relationship began, when I returned to Eastern Europe, I thought of you every night."
