Chapter 1239 - 1235: I’m Happy to Serve You

He had no choice but to stop and withdraw from her body.

He took a tissue from the desk beside him and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Look at you, how many times have you cried recently? Your eyes are always swollen and red, and never seem to recover." He quietly held her in his arms, naturally noticing the melancholy aura around her lately.

Eva Miller didn’t say anything, just leaned against his chest and closed her eyes.

She could feel his heart beating strong and rhythmic, and her breathing gradually steadied.

"Good night." He gently kissed her smooth forehead, then reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

...

When Eva Miller woke up, it was already noon. It was the most restful sleep she had in recent days.

She turned over, but the space next to her was empty.

"Luke Land, ..." she called out his name, but looking around, he was nowhere to be found.

What? Eva, dissatisfied, got out of bed. Waking up to find him gone, didn’t he know how anxious she’d feel not seeing him? Especially now that they were abroad, she thought he was her anchor...

She opened the bathroom door, no sign of him, then walked into the living room, still no one...

"Luke Land, where have you gone?" she muttered, and suddenly, the door opened, and Luke Land came in pushing a dining cart.

"Have you washed up? I just went to prepare lunch for you." Seeing her in his loose shirt, barefoot, standing somewhat forlornly by the window, his brow furrowed slightly. She looked so heartachingly vulnerable.

Seeing him return, Eva felt much relieved. She went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up, trying to look more spirited. She was here to enjoy a honeymoon with Luke Land, after all. She had to be happy and not let her bad mood spoil this trip or affect Luke.

Luke Land looked up and saw her coming out of the bathroom, looking much better than she had in days past.

He could tell she had put on a light makeup.

Eva Miller sat down at the dining table, and Luke Land took out the food from the dining cart, placing it in front of her one by one.

"I’ll feed you." As she reached for the chopsticks, Luke Land was quicker, taking the bowl and chopsticks from in front of her.

"I’m not disabled, nor a child; I can feed myself." Eva said and reached for the utensils in his hand.

"I’m willing to serve you."

Feeding her was indeed a whim, but serving her willingly was something he was unwaveringly committed to for a lifetime.

He was determined to do so, and Eva Miller could do nothing about it.

He pulled her onto his lap, genuinely ready to feed her.

"Oh, come on, don’t..." Eva felt immensely uneasy, struggling to get off his lap.

"Don’t move." He narrowed his eyes dangerously, "If you don’t want to eat, then eat me."

Eat... him?

Does this man have no shame?

Of course, compared to ’eating’ him, she’d rather eat the meal a hundred times over.

Luke Land shook his head, remembering how she had stripped him last night, pinned him under her, and yet finished only halfway. It left him feeling a tad uncomfortable.

After over an hour, they finally finished the meal, and Eva was quite satisfied with Luke Land’s attentive service.