Chapter 1355 - 1354: Premeditated Fake-Death Car Accident

Chapter 1355: Chapter 1354: Premeditated Fake-Death Car Accident

"Slap—"

This heavy slap landed, and a darkness descended on Eastern Young Master’s face, as if ice could drip from it.

For a moment.

He endured the burning sensation on his face; he had been slapped.

Slapped?

By this little woman... slapped???

"You..."

"What’s wrong with me?" She withdrew her hand, feeling refreshed. Seeing his face turn green with rage brought her immense satisfaction. "Mr. Young Master, I’ve said it before, I’ll return this tenfold. You didn’t believe it yourself, so don’t blame me, hm?"

"Damn little thing!" He forcefully grasped her wrist, hoisting Eva Nightingale onto his shoulder with just one hand. "Eva Bennett, if I don’t deal with you, then I’m not Eastern Young Master!"

It was the first time he had been slapped by a woman. He was both angry and excited.

"You’re the first woman who dared to lay hands on me."

Eva felt weak all over: "It was you I slapped, Eastern Young Master. I’m telling you, my husband is coming soon, you’d better not touch me, or he won’t spare you!"

She believed.

She believed, no matter what, Lucas Knight would come to save her and Charlotte Knight, even if it’s just a contract marriage for the remaining nine months. She hoped that during these nine months, he would treat her as his real wife.

There was a sudden sharpness in her nose...

It turned out that after a few days of not seeing him, she missed him greatly.

Truly missed...

"Eva, stop dreaming that someone will come to save you. I’ve taken care of everything. They just think you already died in that car accident. This life, the next, and the one after, no one will know that you and Charlotte Knight were taken away by me."

Since Eastern Young Master dared to let the Readington Family’s brothers take people away in broad daylight, he naturally had already handled the aftermath.

"Bastard, put me down!"

Eva fiercely lifted her fist to hit him: "You pervert, don’t touch me!"

But despite using all her strength, she couldn’t make him let go; instead, he held her tightly, and Eva’s hand hurt from hitting him.

Damn man, why does he need to have all those muscles for nothing?!!

"Eastern Young Master, what the hell do you want to do?"

"Do... you." He was full of rage, the coldness throughout his body made people back away. When this man gets angry, he really has the capital to make people back away, feeling chilled all over.

Eva was dumbfounded: "...Screw you!"

Is he crazy!

Isn’t he supposed to be pretty formidable, yet after being hit by her, he didn’t retaliate, and instead looked at her with such burning eyes.

"Young Master..." The housekeepers came to greet, stunned to see Eastern Young Master carrying Eva, their eyes widened in surprise.

It was just a hostage...

"Eldest Young Master, she’s just a..."

"Just a hostage."

"I know." Eastern Young Master responded, then roughly threw Eva into the living room. She landed on the sofa with a painful whimper.

"Bastard..."

"Heh." He sat down with a motion, instructing, "Bring the lock and handcuffs. If I don’t restrain you, you really think you can reach the sky."

"You dare..." She glared at him, her eyes misty with tears, appearing pitiful. Because she was weak, her voice was inexplicably softer.

She pouted her red lips, angrily glaring at him.

Clearly, it was an angry look.

But in his eyes, it was a different scene.

Eastern Young Master looked at her reddened wrist clutched by him, seemingly feeling that something in his heart was being tugged at, it actually hurt... a little?

"Does it hurt?" He suddenly softened his tone, lightly taking Eva’s hand to inspect it.