...

On the way back, Jasmine drove.

As soon as he got in the car, Liam Coldwell looked at her with a mischievous smile.

He didn’t speak, just sat there, his aura a bit intimidating.

This man was very deep, and sometimes Eva Nightingale felt like she couldn’t see through him!

Jasmine drove silently, always feeling like she was a thousand-watt human-sized spotlight, just shining ever so brightly!

Very soon, the luxury car stopped at the base of the castle, Jasmine parked the car and then politely said, "Mr. President, Miss, we’ve arrived, you can get off now."

"Okay." Liam Coldwell responded first, got out of the car, then walked to the other side, opened the door, and said to Eva Nightingale, "Get out."

Eva gave him a glare and got out of the car.

Second floor of the castle.

Liam Coldwell’s room was right next to Eva’s, adjacent.

"Liam Coldwell, that’s your room, you should sleep early, I’m going to bed too, good night." She finished speaking and was ready to go back to her room.

"Not planning to keep me company for a bit? Hmm?" the man asked.

Eva Nightingale: "I’m a bit tired, planning to sleep."

Liam Coldwell: "Alright, maybe another day then. You go ahead and sleep! Good night."

His words made Eva pause. If she wasn’t feeling uncomfortable, she would definitely have punched him in the chest; this bad man, what was he saying!

Returned to the room.

Eva Nightingale took a shower, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, in a half-sleep state, she seemed to have a dream...

A very frightening dream!

She furrowed her brows, her face turning somewhat pale.

A warm flow came from below her, and she frowned with displeasure, the pain in her lower abdomen causing her to curl up slightly.

"Mm..." the girl groaned in pain.

Eva was forcibly awakened by the abdominal pain.

Opening her eyes, she struggled to turn on the bedside lamp.

"Click," the room brightened up!

When she checked, the test showed two lines.

Now bleeding...

What does bleeding mean!!

Eva didn’t know how she managed to get to the door, her nightgown stained with bright red blood. She opened the door and shouted, "Jasmine... Jasmine..."

In the next room, Liam Coldwell hadn’t slept all night.

He was a very sharp person, his observation skills excellent.

In the quiet night, he quickly heard Eva’s voice, which seemed a bit weak.

He got up, got off the bed, tied the belt of his robe around his waist, and went out.

He immediately saw Eva’s door wide open and almost instinctively walked over, discovering her clutching her lower abdomen, curled up by the door. He looked down at her; her face was extremely pale.

"Eva..." He immediately crouched down, reaching his long arms under her waist and knees.

At his touch, her nightgown was soaked with blood.

"Uh... Liam Coldwell..." she was in so much pain her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

"Mm, I’m here, I’m here!" His voice was a few degrees colder from urgency, "What happened? Hmm?" Why is she covered in blood!!

This is really frightening, you know!

Really frightening...

"Ugh..." She weakly looked like she was about to faint, seeing double images of him!

"Liam Coldwell, take me to the hospital quickly... Please, save my child..."

"Child?" Child?

So the reason she’s bleeding so much is because she’s pregnant? Lucas Knight’s?

No, Liam Coldwell didn’t believe it...

There was a moment of hesitation in his heart, but the next second, he immediately held her tightly, tightening his arms, afraid she would fall asleep, comforting: