novelraw Chapter 480: Every Night, Wife, I Love You
Chapter 480: Every Night, Wife, I Love You
"Mr. President!" The driver called out innocently, wondering what he had done wrong to be dismissed by the President.He had just finished changing the medication, where was he supposed to drive to?
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Eva Nightingale drove the Koenigsegg, originally planning to take it for a spin, but once she left the garage, she couldn’t stop driving.
Hmm, it felt really good.
This car, she would believe it cost two hundred million.
This is the car of the Sovereign Empire’s ruler, the President’s car, the Crown Prince’s car, she would believe it costs billions.
Eva drove the car intending to return to Villa No. 8, where she lived, contemplating searching for her "missing" Lamborghini. Fınd the newest release on ????????????????????✶????????????????✶????????????
Thinking this, she glanced at the rearview mirror and surprisingly found that a black luxury car seemed to be tailing her?
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Behind her.
Lucas Knight drove, following her Koenigsegg.
She wasn’t driving his car.
Rather, it belonged to that guy inside his body. Seeing this, his face grew colder; she shouldn’t be driving that car... she could only drive his, not that man’s, understand?
His woman, he could certainly afford to give her a car... not just cars; he could give her anything.
In front, Eva, realizing she was being followed, sped up, heading straight to Villa No. 8.
He, however, didn’t chase aggressively but followed at a leisurely pace, appearing calm and composed.
Must not chase.
About half an hour later.
Eva parked the car under Villa No. 8, just got out and opened the door when she saw that black luxury car roll up and smoothly come to a stop.
With a "clack," the car door opened.
A pair of long, straight legs came into view.
He was wearing a robe, loose and casual, exuding a cold and abstinent aura, yet he looked exceedingly noble.
"Mr. President... why are you following me?" She didn’t directly call him husband, having thought about many things during the drive.
No matter what happened before, whether they were in love or not, they were, after all, divorced.
They hadn’t remarried yet, and without a marriage certificate, calling him husband was inappropriate.
Really inappropriate.
"Mr. President, truly at leisure." She teased, looking at the exceedingly noble man, hmm, cold and abstinent?
Only Eva knew...
"Hmm?" He wasn’t angry, how long had it been since they last met? Just a few hours, and she had suddenly changed from calling him husband to Mr. President!
His dark brows furrowed.
His lips curled into a slightly wicked smile: "Little Nightingale, it’s time to change that address."
"Crown Prince?" She laughed, walking over to him, raised her small hand and playfully punched his chest, "Who knew Mr. President also had the skill to tail people?"
In her memory, it was his first time here, and he hadn’t told her beforehand, so instinctively, she considered him someone trailing her.
"Of course I have the skill to tail my wife."
"Nightingale."
"You’re my wife; it’s only right to follow you." He, rather than refuting, agreed with her interpretation.