Chapter 1235: Chapter 1232: Going to New York
"Okay." On the phone, Lucas Knight nodded. "Perfect timing—New York just called to say Pear and Ivy really miss you."
In fact, during the first few days after they went to New York, the little one even threatened a hunger strike, saying he wanted to see his new mommy, but Lucas Knight didn’t agree.
After all, Eva Nightingale and he were bound by a contract, a real contract. Besides, she had just married into the family—if he let her see the little buns so often right away, he was afraid she wouldn’t be able to handle it. Most of the time, he was really just afraid of disturbing her.
When the hunger strike didn’t work, the little bun even smashed quite a few antiques—used every trick he could think of, but it still didn’t work.
...
After hanging up the phone,
Eva Nightingale took a shower and went to bed.
Harry North had said he might not come back tonight, that he’d be busy. Eva Nightingale didn’t urge him, just did her duty as Madam and reminded Harry North to take good care of him.
All the way until the next morning, Eva Nightingale still didn’t see Lucas Knight.
Looked like he hadn’t come home all night.
Now, at the dining table, Eva Nightingale was drinking milk, seemingly without much appetite. She put it down. "I’m not eating. Is the car ready?"
"Young Madam, the car is ready. The driver will take you to the First Special District’s airport."
Eva Nightingale: "Mm, that’s good."
As she spoke, she was already getting up and went to the sofa to grab her bag. "Let’s go now."
Seeing that she hadn’t eaten much, a servant stepped forward in concern to persuade her, "Young Madam, the Crown Prince said you need to eat more." How would they dare show the slightest negligence?
"Not eating." Eva Nightingale was already on her feet and heading out.
Outside the villa, a black luxury car waited, motionless. The door opened and a bodyguard greeted her politely into the car.
Half an hour later, the car arrived at the First Special District.
Eva Nightingale got out and swept her gaze over the imposing First Special District.
This was actually her first time here.
Back in Eastern Europe, she’d heard Jasmine Green say more than once that the people in the Sovereign First Special Zone were formidable. She had never truly seen it for herself, but just looking at the awe‑inspiring First Special District, she knew it was not to be underestimated.
Eva Nightingale boarded the plane and flew straight to New York.
Ordinarily, visiting the children should be something "husband and wife" did together, but he was busy, and Eva Nightingale didn’t call him.
Not many people knew their marriage was just each taking what they needed.
So another reason Eva Nightingale didn’t call him now was that she was forcing herself to pull back.
She couldn’t let herself fall for him.
She might fear nothing under the sky, but... this time she had to tread carefully. She couldn’t play with fire on that demonic man and end up burned herself!!
Afraid?
Are you afraid of feelings?
In those three years, she had thought, maybe she’d just been too lonely, so that’s why she had hooked up with him in the first place.
She didn’t deny that she’d been bewitched by Lucas Knight’s sinful good looks from the very first time!
She didn’t want to get to the point where, when they had to part, she would be the one who couldn’t bear to leave, so... she’d been restraining herself all along.
A few hours later, Eva Nightingale arrived in New York.
The two elders lived in a wealthy district of New York. She’d heard that many of the properties here belonged to the Knight Family, but Eva Nightingale wasn’t very familiar with it and had never really looked into it.
After all, she was now the Young Madam, respected by everyone in the family, no different from a precious jewel in their palm. Because of that, the subordinates who came to pick her up were all extremely respectful.
"Young Madam! The young master and young miss are at the villa right now. We heard you didn’t eat, so Madam has already instructed the kitchen to prepare food for you."
"Mm~" Eva Nightingale replied softly.
She really hadn’t expected Isabel Grant to be this courteous!
She smiled. "Thank Madam for me first. There’s no need to be so polite."
"Young Madam, you are our master’s wife—this is all as it should be..."
