Chapter 1367: 1366: Pour Two Buckets of Cold Water on Him?!!

"You wicked woman, do you believe I’ll throw you back into the water right now?"His dark pupils were cold and deep, his features handsome. He was an incredibly good-looking man, yet so brutal.

Eva Nightingale’s thoughts drifted back to long ago.

Back when she first met Lucas Knight, the first glance at him, using "handsome" to describe him seemed dull...

During the time she was ’imprisoned’ by Lucas Knight in Bali Island, she already thought he was unreasonable enough, never did she expect to encounter a more cruel and cold man.

"Easton, if you have the nerve, throw me back!"

"I didn’t expect you to save me anyway, alright?"

"You..." He grabbed her, wishing he could toss her back into the water.

But when he squeezed her wrist, seeing the skin of the girl bruised red from his grip, his heart inexplicably softened, even feeling warm inside.

In the end, he didn’t throw Eva Nightingale down!

He gradually loosened his grip.

"What’s the matter?" She turned her face aside, "Dark Lord, are you giving in?"

"Besides, I fell into the water just now because you were chasing me!!"

Easton: "Who told you to run off so recklessly? This is your last warning, if you dare to run away again, I will definitely not let you off."

That night, Eva Nightingale escaped from the room, leaving on her own, which angered him, so he ordered people to chase after her.

Who knew, this girl just kept running towards the back garden, leaping into the hot spring pool.

If she got in, she got in, but her swimming skills were terrible, she couldn’t even get up in the shallow water.

If it weren’t for him, she would have drowned here today!

He was also puzzled, confused. Such a stubborn woman, yet afraid of water just over a meter deep?

In the past, did she experience some kind of trauma?

Hmm?

It seemed he found a way to control her.

Turning his face away, he stared at her, his lips curving up: "Eva Bennett, don’t provoke me, or else you’ll regret it."

"What? Boss Easton, are you going to splash me with cold water again? Is this your despicable way to deal with women?"

Eva Nightingale spoke with barbs, every word prickly.

She was like a rose, beautiful and full of vitality, yet covered in thorns.

"Mr. Easton, that day in the basement, you doused me with two buckets of cold water, did you think it would just end there?"

"Then what do you want?" he forced himself to calm down, after releasing his anger on her, he inexplicably felt heartache. That feeling was unbearable, driving him nearly insane.

It was a feeling he had never experienced before.

Eva Nightingale: "..."

Before she could speak, Easton coldly said: "Then you splash me with two buckets of cold water? In return?"

Eva Nightingale: "..."

Are you kidding?

Would such a man let her splash him with cold water?

They had only known each other for a few days, right?

When she first met Easton, he had this self-important, pampered look, his cold eyes slightly narrowed, arrogantly dismissive, as if everything was beneath his feet.

Today, he actually saved her and even said... let her splash him with two buckets of cold water for revenge?

"Haha, Easton, you must be joking! Why are you doing this?"

"To make you happy." he replied.

Maybe even as he said it, he hadn’t realized it.

To make her happy?

What did he just say? To make her happy!

Eva Nightingale: "Stop joking, how would I dare splash you with cold water?" But honestly, she did want to deal him a fatal blow.

"Not joking." he said seriously, "Housekeeper, go to the ice room and bring two buckets of cold water."