Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering

Chapter 1258 - 1255: Eva Nightingale Goes Missing

...Until seven o’clock in the evening, Harry North returned to Renai Hospital to pick up Eva Nightingale, but unexpectedly, he couldn’t pick her up as planned; she had vanished!

Harry North almost stormed from Renai Hospital to the company, arriving with a layer of cold sweat all over him: "Sir... Young Madam... she’s... she’s gone missing!"

The moment the words fell, Harry North almost smelled the aura of death permeating the entire room.

The look the man cast over was simply incredibly terrifying.

"What the hell is going on?" In the Sovereign Empire, no one would dare touch her, right? If they really dared to touch her, he absolutely wouldn’t let them off easily.

After all, she is his woman. Who has such a death wish!

"Today I sent Young Madam to the hospital for a check-up, and agreed to pick her up later. When I went there, Young Madam was no longer at the hospital." Initially, Harry North thought perhaps Eva Nightingale had gone out with someone, but the more he thought about it along the way, the less it seemed right.

For so long, if Young Madam went somewhere, she would definitely tell them!

There’s no way she’d ignore calls!

Such inexplicable behavior is indeed worrisome!

"Got it." Lucas Knight didn’t immediately lose his temper at Harry North but picked up the car keys on the office desk, not even bothering to grab his coat as he hurriedly left the office with long strides.

The room was left with a chilling air.

Harry North adjusted the rare gold-framed glasses on his face before immediately following.

*

Time ticked away bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, it was deep into the night.

A large room with understated luxury and soft retro lighting.

On the bed, the woman’s face was slightly pale; she had no idea how long she had slept.

At this moment, there was a steady and forceful sound of footsteps coming closer.

She frowned in displeasure, her long curled lashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was the overhead yellowish European-style chandelier.

"Hey sweetheart, miss me?"

"Hmm?"

The charming voice arrogantly pierced her ears through the air, the alluring "sweetheart" phrase making her dizzy.

Eva Nightingale immediately frowned and looked towards the owner of the voice.

The man wore a well-tailored suit that fit him perfectly, the pure black adding a touch of mystery, his handsome face appearing sculpted and profound under the light, he was undoubtedly a devil!

"Sweetheart, what are you looking at, hmm?"

"Liam Coldwell!" She grabbed a pillow from the bed and flung it heavily at him, "Liam Coldwell, you bastard, who the hell is your sweetheart!"

As expected, lately her president has been surrounded by admirers, not just one or two.

These presidents are monsters.

It’s bad enough their bodies outshine international supermodels by miles, but their faces are so devilishly handsome!!

"Heh, angry?" Liam Coldwell casually caught the pillow she threw with all her might, cradling it in his arms, then walked over to the large bed and sat down at the edge.

"Liam Coldwell! Can you stop calling me that? Who is your sweetheart?" Her voice was still filled with anger, "Where is this place, why did you bring me here?"

Liam Coldwell smirked: "Sweetheart, you asked so many questions, which one should I answer?"

As he spoke, his eyes slightly narrowed: "The only certainty is, I personally brought you here, and personally carried you."

Eva Nightingale: "!!!"

This guy must be insane!

He dared to bring her here without consent and is still acting justified?