CHAPTER 351: CHAPTER 351: WHO DO YOU LIKE

As soon as Eva Nightingale returned to her room, her phone rang. She opened it to find a text message: [Two minutes, wait for me at the door]

This tone, was it that Dark Lord again?

Is he really coming?

Why does he think she would go just because he’s coming to pick her up? She’s not going. If she goes, will she get so angry that she faints?

He’s completely changed into a different person.

Not like before!

Now he’s roguish and sickly, an obsessive egomaniac. She really doesn’t want to deal with him, not anymore.

Thinking this, Eva Nightingale took out the surrogate contract and mercilessly tore it into pieces.

The phone rang again: [Silly Eva, either come out on your own... or His Highness will personally come to carry you out]

Eva Nightingale tapped on the screen and replied: Mr. President, we’re divorced. I really don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore. I want to sleep now, please let me go, and let yourself go too.

Just after sending the reply, the phone rang again.

Even through the screen, she could sense the intense tension: [Woman, do you need some discipline?] Dare to defy him?

If she doesn’t get disciplined, will she forget whom she belongs to? Is she getting ahead of herself? In no time, she’ll be flying high, completely ignoring him.

Is she trying to cut off ties with him?

Fine, she’ll never cut ties in this lifetime. No other reason, just that things he sets his sights on, he doesn’t let go of. Besides, he’s always the one in charge, no one can defy him.

Very well.

She has defied him many times already.

Perhaps we should settle accounts tonight?

"..." Eva Nightingale stared at the text message for a few seconds. Her face turned green!

This man.

He’s too awful! Like a tyrant!

Is this really the husband she remembers? No...

Eva Nightingale felt heartbroken and distressed.

Just because of his rogue behavior, she’s not going! She’s really not going to deal with him anymore!

But it’s useless.

Downstairs at the villa, there seemed to be some commotion.

The screams of the housekeepers could be heard continuously, begging for mercy.

Then, before Eva could react, the room’s door was violently kicked open, and a tall, imposing figure walked in.

He seized her into his arms.

Alright, great.

She was warned not to challenge his limits. Now, hasn’t he personally come to pick her up!

"Did you hit people?" She was extremely surprised.

Those bodyguards and housekeepers just now, were they the yelping pigs on the ground after being beaten by him?

"Not allowed to hit?"

He came to pick up his wife.

Those housekeepers blocked him with sticks, alright! Blocking him, and in two moves, he threw them several meters away.

Damn, who do they think they are?

What do they count for?

Dare to block him from picking up his wife!

It’s a wonder they weren’t left crippled.

"..." She’s holding in her anger, "Wahhh, how can you hit people! You’re so annoying, I really like you less and less!"

"..." Like her less? He paused, "Then who do you like?"

Eva Nightingale: "..."

"Who do you like, hmm?"

Eva Nightingale: "I like you..." Is that good enough!

"That’s better." His scales were smoothed, his eyes no longer cold and harsh, gradually softening.

What’s wrong? What did he do wrong?

Who is he? He is His Highness, he is the President, everything he does is right, understand?

Those people didn’t know what was good for them, blocking him, if not them, who should he hit?

"Baby."

What did he do wrong anyway?

"Wahhh~."

He has thick skin, it’s alright, but she has such delicate skin, and she’s carrying his little one, how could he bear to let her get hurt.