Chapter 1579 - 1578: Of Course All Husband Duties Belong to My Wife!

Chapter 1579: Chapter 1578: Of Course All Husband Duties Belong to My Wife!

"Sharp-tongued!" His face didn’t look good, but his tone carried a hint of indulgence.

However, her tales of flirtation, freedom, and bringing a third party home deeply pierced his heart.

He didn’t explain, just grabbed Eva Nightingale with one hand and pressed her against the wall.

One hand fell on her slender waist, holding her captive, while the other began to undo his suit tie, ready to take off his clothes.

"Mm, ah... Lucas Knight, wha-what are you doing, why are you taking off your clothes?!"

Eva definitely didn’t think an angry man would do anything good!

"Lucas Knight, is it because Miss Grant doesn’t satisfy you? Let go—"

Before she finished her sentence, the man’s hot palm smacked against her hip, saying punitively, "I’m not interested in her, not interested!"

Seemingly explaining, "A woman I can’t get interested in, you think I would touch?"

"But now, I’m very willing to touch you!" As the words fell, before Eva could react, her little mouth was enveloped by the man: "Mm—!"

"Mm..."

Her thoughts seemed to still linger on the moments just now.

He said he hadn’t touched that woman!

He hadn’t found a mistress, hadn’t been unfaithful during marriage!!

Eva stood there dumbfounded, her lips cool and numb. Before she could respond, her cherry lips slightly parted, making it easy for the man’s tender yet domineering invasion as punishment.

Unlike the previous gentleness, this was purely punishment.

And Eva’s reaction gave a false impression of wanting to resist yet seeming to entice, as she went soft under his kiss, while reaching out to clasp his shoulders, Lucas Knight finally let her go.

"Eva, I’m only interested in you at the moment." For other women, he didn’t want to even look, nor have any sexual desire.

And what did this little woman in his arms take him for?

Such false accusations, did she think of him as some stud!!

"You didn’t have anything with Amelia Grant?" Her ears burned with redness, her body explicitly telling her that she felt intensely about this man while feeling jealous.

"Fool!"

He gave a wicked smile and only uttered the word fool without providing an answer, directly picking up the tie on the sofa to re-tie it.

Eva: "!!!"

She didn’t know how she snapped back to reality, glancing around the luxurious presidential suite, without a trace of Lucas Knight.

"I heard your voice..."

"Ding—"

The phone on the nightstand rang, Eva tidied the clothes on her chest that the man had messed up, walked over, and picked up the phone.

Two messages.

First message: [I’m stepping out, will return in two hours to have lunch with you]

Second message: [Why would I touch other women, my ’tax’, of course, is all for my dear wife]

Both messages were from Lucas Knight.

Eva’s face flushed red as she read, ["Why would I touch other women, my ’tax’, of course, is all for my dear wife"], oh my, how could Lucas Knight say such an embarrassing thing.

’Tax’.

Damn him for coming up with that.

...

Meanwhile, in another presidential suite on the same floor, Victor Gale sat in the living room, exuding a powerful and intimidating aura.

"Master Gale, the latest news, last night Mrs. Grant, Gemma Young, returned from M Country, and three hours later arranged for Amelia Grant’s discharge from the hospital. Not only did she rush back overnight, but she also sent out invitations for a welcome banquet to all the high-status families of the Sovereign Empire."

It seemed that the Grant Family did this, firstly, to strengthen their ties with the business elite.