"Hey? What are you doing?"
She thought they would never cross paths again, part ways amicably, but who could tell her why this man keeps haunting her like a ghost?
"What am I doing?" Huh, woman, carrying his heir and still asking him what he's doing?
Did she really think she could run off with a pair of little buns? Where could she hide?
"Ah, what do you really want!"
She was put back in the car by him, the seatbelt fastened, and then his cold lips kissed her without a word.
"Mm!"
His big hands cupped her face, trapping her, forcing her to meekly endure his domineering kiss.
"Baby, still feeling something, huh?" Clearly there's a feeling, why put up such a front?
Stand up to him?
What could he do?
Just kiss!
Just kiss harder!
She's still putting up a front? Wait until the little bun comes out, then do all sorts of unsuitable things in bed! Just spoil her, spoil her relentlessly!
"..." Eva Nightingale bit her lip, saying nothing.
Just like that, glaring at him.
