Chapter 1541 - 1540: Baby, Be Good... I’ll Give It All to You, Okay?

Chapter 1541: Chapter 1540: Baby, Be Good... I’ll Give It All to You, Okay?

"My wife rarely cries in front of me. Right now I seriously suspect her brain..."

"Something is definitely wrong with it..."

It’s not just that she’s crying, it’s the way she talks, her tone, all of it has changed; the old Eva Nightingale would never take the initiative to ask to be alone with him, and she would never cling to him like this!

She would never ask not to get a divorce!

She couldn’t wait to divorce him and get her freedom back, it was always him racking his brains for ways to keep her...

After the car accident, the moment she woke up she was like this; Lucas Knight pretty much knew her brain really was messed up...

His voice was very low, his eyes steeped in killing intent and ferocity, scaring everyone in the room so badly their legs were shaking.

"Mr. President, we’ve already notified the director... and the most senior experts in the field! To... to carry out further exami... examinations of Madam’s brain..." The speaker was so frightened he was almost incoherent.

Technically, the director should be the one here.

But the director is currently in the ER, having just been scared into a sudden heart attack!!!

After all, Lucas Knight is a King; just the look in his eyes is enough to make your hair stand on end, not to mention when he’s angry or pulls out a gun. Anyway, the director is so miserable, literally scared into a heart attack.

...

Meanwhile, over on Harry North’s side, he had already contacted Alexander Kingsley, and the two were heading to the airport to investigate together.

They were currently pulling the surveillance footage.

All they saw was a black Porsche Cayenne slamming hard straight into the black Rolls-Royce in front...

The car Eva Nightingale was riding in was top-level custom, bulletproof and crash-proof, so the body was perfectly intact at the scene; but the car Amelia Grant was in didn’t have any crash protection, so half the front end was wrecked on the spot, the windshield shattered completely. You can just imagine how serious her condition was.

On this end, Harry North sent people to continue with further investigation...

*

Two hours later.

At Ren’ai Hospital, Eva Nightingale had already been transferred from the emergency room to a VIP suite.

The nurse had already removed the IV line from her arm.

She’d been on the drip for more than two hours straight, and the entire time she held on to Lucas Knight, refusing to let go, while he held her for the full two hours. Having just returned to the country from a business trip, he hadn’t even had time to take a single sip of water.

Right now, his whole mind was focused on Eva Nightingale: "Baby, let me feed you some porridge."

The Eva Nightingale in his arms didn’t react, just wrapped her arms around him and tightened her hold.

Lucas Knight’s brows scrunched into a dark line. "Baby."

Could she really have busted her brain?

She had never clung to him like this before; this was exactly what he’d always longed for.

"Hubby... I want to eat steak... with a bottle of ’82 Lafite. I want roses, and I want you." What she meant was a candlelight dinner, right?

"Okay, okay, okay! You can have it all!" He didn’t turn her down, and he rubbed her head. "But baby, you can’t drink right now. Once you’re better, hubby will go with you every day, okay?"

Roses, he could send her every single day!

Sending them several times a day was totally fine.

He coaxed the little wife in his arms, his voice growing softer and softer: "For now, just have something light, okay?" Because she had to stay in the hospital now; the Doctor had said there was a blood clot in her brain...

Her diet had to be bland; she couldn’t eat anything stimulating, like alcohol or chili peppers and the like—none of that was allowed.

"Mm." Eva Nightingale finally lifted her head.

Her dewy peach-blossom eyes were misted with tears, bright and clear, heartbreakingly delicate.

"I’ll drink it myself!"

The porridge had been sent over from Lanwan Yayuan, specially cooked and packed in a top-end thermos lunchbox.

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