Eva Nightingale hadn't had time to react when she saw a certain icy man walk in.
Days went by, and Cecilia Grant had already gone to New York with Little Bun, claiming she was pregnant, to give her some rest, and Cecilia intended to leave space for the two of them.
Little did they know, it was just a misunderstanding!
Misunderstanding, Eva Nightingale wasn't pregnant at all!
Lucas Knight walked in, swiftly took off his black trench coat, and lazily sat on the sofa, glancing at her.
The woman's skin was fair and delicate, like snow.
Eva Nightingale felt his gaze on her, her cheeks flushing...
She turned her face away.
He also faintly withdrew his gaze.
After dinner, he went upstairs, took a shower, and fell asleep.
While Eva Nightingale went upstairs afterwards.
Harry North said he was exhausted from long journeys and handling recent meetings and affairs, so he hadn't rested well, therefore...
Eva Nightingale wasn't thinking much about it.
