"What? Is it so surprising that I have a husband?" Eva Nightingale sneered coldly, "I've told you before, you just didn't believe me. What can I do?"
"Ah—"
Before she finished speaking, her wrist was tightly grabbed by the other person, and then, she was so frightened that she paled. Looking down, she saw that her wrist was reddened by Arthur Easton's grip.
"Bastard, let go!!"
"Why so tense? I haven't done anything to you yet!" The man released her, his smile enigmatic and somewhat terrifying, "Eva, I'm warning you... next time don't end up in my hands, otherwise, I won't let you go so easily..."
"..." Eva rubbed her wrist, "Let's see if you have the capability!"
This time, Harry North had brought many people to escort her here, and they all stayed at the manor, so Arthur Easton didn't do anything to her.
But Eva found everything about him disagreeable!
