Chapter 1578 - 1577: Isn’t the Crown Prince Going to Visit His Little Lover?

Chapter 1578: Chapter 1577: Isn’t the Crown Prince Going to Visit His Little Lover?

He appeared extremely patient, possibly due to Eva Nightingale’s injury. At this moment, whatever he said or did, he was very mindful of the little woman’s feelings.

His words and actions clearly indicated that if she was willing, she could go, and whatever happened, he’d cover for her, he’d back her up.

"Amelia Grant’s legs are broken?" Eva Nightingale was incredulous, never having thought that the car accident would have left Amelia Grant in such serious condition.

"Yes."

His lips curved slightly, his every gesture and motion full of nobility, damned elegant rogue.

Eva Nightingale was almost swayed by his charm, but she quickly averted her gaze from his handsome face and brought the topic back: "Aren’t you going to see her???"

After all, she’s an old flame.

Previously, he had personally defended that daughter in the Emperor Grand Group’s CEO office, and also gifted her a top-tier custom-made Chanel handbag.

That scene has always been a knot in Eva Nightingale’s heart, like a chasm that couldn’t be bridged.

"What did you say?" The tall and upright man’s expression instantly darkened, his phoenix eyes locked tightly on her small lips.

Little thing, what’s that little mouth saying?

Why should he go see that woman?

Eva Nightingale didn’t know that if the New York First People’s Hospital hadn’t refused to admit Amelia Grant, she wouldn’t be in such a tragic state now, having missed the best time for urgent treatment.

"I said, aren’t you going to see Miss Grant?" Her anger flared up as she deliberately raised her voice, "After all, Miss Grant is a woman who can get into the Emperor Grand Group’s CEO office. Presumably, her status in Boss’s heart is quite special."

"She’s so miserable right now, if she doesn’t recover well, she might end up a vegetable. Aren’t you going to take a look?"

"Then let her become a vegetable!" Lucas Knight felt uneasy inside, but he inadvertently curled his lips, perhaps because of her jealousy.

With a man’s intuition, she was jealous!

But being accused of an affair with Amelia Grant like this still made him feel upset.

"You really want me to go see her?" The man’s face remained unchanged, his voice coldly asking, and before she could answer, he moved a step towards the door and said, "Madam, shall I now go to the Grant Family Estate to see Miss Grant?"

"You!!" Eva Nightingale bit her lip, angrily stood up from the white king-size bed, then glared at the man and seethed, "Go if you want! I can’t control you, can I?"

When Eva Nightingale saw him preparing to leave to see Amelia Grant, she indeed felt uncomfortable, wanting to lash out.

But then she thought, why should she get angry?

Getting mad would just upset herself while he’d enjoy it, and Amelia Grant would be delighted. Why make things easy for the enemy?

"What, Madam is so upset because she can’t bear for me to leave?" He paused, returning from the door, "If you take back what you just said, I can stay and not go to the Grant Family."

His words were somewhat teasing but also filled with a threatening undertone.

Eva Nightingale bit her lip harder, doing her best to remain calm: "Though you’re my husband, you also have freedom. I can’t govern you normally, and I can’t stop you—Miss Grant has already reached the CEO’s office, maybe next time it’ll be home."

"After all, as the original wife, I can’t manage my husband, might as well let him be free, more carefree."

"Honey, do you think what I said is right?"

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