Eva Nightingale cooked a pot of dumplings.

At the dining table, she brought a bowl to him. "Try it, is the taste okay?"

He was stunned for a moment, then took it and started eating without saying a word.

Eva watched him from across the table and suddenly thought of the little bun from half a month ago. Lucas Knight had forgotten the little bun! He had forgotten everything, so why did he still remember her?

Soon, Lucas Knight finished a bowl of dumplings, not even leaving the soup behind.

Was he really that hungry?

"Do you want more?" She moved closer, "I can get you another bowl."

He nodded, "Mm."

Eva gave him another bowl of dumplings. He took a few bites, then suddenly looked up at her, his eyes deep, "Baby, why aren’t you eating?"

"I’m happy just watching you eat." She actually didn’t have much of an appetite, but he seemed to.

He didn’t say anything more and continued eating.

...

After eating the dumplings, he went upstairs and took a bath.

Lucas Knight was already lying on the bed, leaning against the headboard. As usual, he reached out his arms toward Eva Nightingale, "Baby, come over to sleep."

For the past two months, every night, he had to hold her to sleep. It seemed to have become a habit.

"Coming." She couldn’t refuse, didn’t know how to refuse, so she took off her coat, lifted the quilt, and lay down in his embrace. She clearly felt how hot his skin was through the clothes, how fast his heartbeat was, every single night.

"Goodnight, Emperor Lucas." Eva said goodnight as she always did, lying in his arms. Actually, tonight was much earlier than usual, and she wasn’t sure if he would fall asleep, but Eliana Beckett called her to go back. She had to coax him to sleep first, then sneak away.

After saying goodnight, she habitually lifted her small face, her lips meeting his for a light kiss, just like always.

Lucas Knight held her, and his dark eyes flared with fire. Plus, his hands holding her almost froze. Only he knew how difficult it was to hold her every night and sleep like this.

Sometimes, she didn’t wear anything or just slipped into his arms wearing a camisole, making him tense for half an hour.

She didn’t know how long it took, but Eva felt him become still, his even breathing brushing against her head. Presumably, he had fallen asleep. So, she gently moved his arm aside, scooted out of his embrace, and got out of bed.

Eva walked to the wardrobe and picked out a beautiful purple long dress to wear. Then she threw on a coat before going downstairs, ready to go to the castle.

Since Eliana Beckett didn’t know about her and Lucas, Eva kept it a secret from her, arranging this luxurious residence. Seeing Eliana urge her to go back again and again, Eva had no choice but to meet her immediately before Eliana found out.

If Eliana found out about Lucas Knight and her, she would surely have Bennett’s people hold him back, something Eva would never allow.

He was the President! Once his injuries healed, he had to return.

Eva put on her clothes, ready to head downstairs. Who would have thought that as soon as she reached the door, she’d see his tall and firm silhouette, leaning casually against the door, in a lazy posture, as he spoke, "Where are you going?"

Eva said, "I... I’m going home. I’ve got something, yes, something to take care of. I’ll be back after handling it. Weren’t you asleep?"

"Yeah. But I can’t sleep without holding you."

She felt a heavy guilt, and the next second, she walked up to him and hugged him tightly, "I’ll be back soon."