Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

The servant saluted respectfully and dispersed.

Eric put his hands on the backrest, "As long as I leave a few passionate hickeys on your neck, I believe that you will be full of energy immediately."

Crystal rarely didn't refute him, "Fine."

Eric was suddenly stunned, then he smiled, "Darling, you are getting more and more obedient."

"Don't you like it?" Didn't they all try to tame her?

"As long as it is you, I like it."

As long as Eric spoke, it must be sweet talk. Crystal had become accustomed to it now.

When she went out, she was suddenly pressed at the entrance.

"Darling, didn't you say you want me to leave a few hickeys on your neck?"

Crystal looked at the servants who were walking around the room and then at the bodyguards following him.

"Not here, just wait where no one is there."

"In the car?"

"There is also a driver in the car!"

"When have you become so conservative?" Eric squinted, like a big tail wolf, "When we are alone, aren't you afraid that I will lose control of myself?"

"If you dare to touch me, your child will be over."

"Darling, you are so cruel." Eric thought for a while, "I will be the driver."

"Can you drive with your injury?"

"I've recovered, if you don't believe it, you can touch me." He took her hand, put it on his back, and let her touch him.

The swelling on his back had already disappeared, and the wound was gradually healing...

Crystal whispered, "Let's not bring bodyguards this time."

"Why?"

"I don't like the feeling of being in jail, I really feel enough of it. Besides, the farm is full of your people. What are you afraid of?"

"I am afraid of nothing - I will do as you want."

If it were in the past, when Crystal asked him

not to bring bodyguards for the sake of her safety, Eric would have definitely disagreed.

But since he would go out with her today, he would be a strong bodyguard for her...

Moreover, those hickeys became an extreme temptation for him.

But Crystal would never know that this time she asked to go out alone would just give the people who had been secretly monitoring them a chance.

Christine picked up the phone and put down the delicate teacup.

"Miss Laurent, Master Bush, and Mrs. Bush went out alone without any entourage this time."

"Will Eric be so careless? Look again and be careful of ambushes."

"We have checked it clearly. They really didn't bring…"

It was so great, she had waited for so long, and finally, this day came.

A murderous intent flashed across Christine's eyes, but it was very quick. She was afraid that she would fail like the previous chandelier incident this time. If Eric survived, he would thoroughly investigate it...

Christine suddenly thought of a good candidate who could be the scapegoat. Even if she failed, she would be able to get away with the matter.

"Keep an eye on their whereabouts and report it to me in real-time."

****

In the manor on the Isolated Island, after a night of searching and salvaging, the bodyguards still had not found the watch but had found the sketchbook from the crack between the reefs.

Nathan stood with his hands on his back, looking at the distant view of the sky and the sea.

As if yesterday had reappeared....

He had seen Crystal for the first time here, and he had spent the first Christmas with her here.

All the past memories were still fresh. He had never done anything for a woman, but he had done everything that he could to her, except for taking his heart out to her....

"Young master," Vic said softly, "We didn't find the watch, but we found a sketchbook."

Nathan looked back.

The package in Vic's hands was open, revealing a sketchbook.

Unexpectedly, what he had dug for so long would suddenly appear.

Nathan stared at him coldly, "Who opened it?"

"The bodyguard found it without knowing what it was, so he opened it to check..."

Nathan looked at the beach coldly, "Burn it."

Now that he had decided to replace love with hatred, he didn't want to see anything related to the past.

Vic hesitated and said, "But inside are the portraits of the young master..."

"I have told you to burn it!" Nathan growled in a low voice, and the scarlet pupils were frightening.

Vic turned and left.

Nathan's heart suddenly started to hurt inexplicably

He clenched his fists tightly and shouted sharply, "Get back here."

Vic had just reached the door but came back miserably.

Before getting close, Nathan shouted again, "Get out, and burn it."

Vic, "..."

When Vic walked to the door, Nathan's loud voice sounded again like thunder, "Get back!"

Vic returned back again, and he had been prepared to deal with his master - after working with Nathan for so long, he had always been a resolute man and had never been so entangled with anything.

It was conceivable that the contradictions in Nathan's heart were fighting fiercely at this time.

Finally, Nathan still took the sketchbook from Vic.

He seemed to open it very casually.

He immediately saw that the first page was wet with tears. The tears had dried up and turned into raindrop shapes, and the sketch on that page was also blurred.

It was a profile face of Nathan with his eyes closed. A handsome face, with long eyelashes, just like a perfect masterpiece of God.

However, there was a sentence below the painting,

[Thanks for letting me meet you, whether we have a future or not.]

Nathan's heart suddenly seemed to be injected with a stimulant, and the blood in his body immediately became mad. He pressed his lips tightly and opened the next page...

It was a front view of Nathan when he was sleeping.

The corners of the thin lips were slightly raised as if he had dreamed of something pleasant. His smile was very light but full of radiance.

[I just hope you will always smile when you think of me.]

Nathan's body was tight, as if the strings of his brain were stretched into a line.

He turned to the next picture, having no mood to look at the painting, he just looked at the words under the sketch.

[Perhaps I am really useless, unable to protect everyone I don't want to lose.]

****

[If one day, you find that I have done something sorry for you, will you hate me?]

****

[I chose to give you up because I only want to owe you and just remember you until the last breath I may have.]

****

Every piece of painting paper had a trace

of being soaked with tears...

The last one was almost wrinkled, and its words were also blurred.

[You always say that I have no heart. Actually, I have, and every place of it is filled with you.]

Nathan's breath suddenly became heavy with a nasal sound, his tears dripped down, falling on the drawing paper, on the places that Crystal' tears had flowed...

Nathan's face was tense. He was holding the sketchbook tightly.

Crystal, why?

If he hadn't come back here to look for the watch, and they hadn't found this sketchbook by mistake, then it would have become a secret forever.

No matter what he had done to her, she would have never explained or refuted. She had just kept silent all the time!

Why?

As if God had heard the cry in his heart, the waves suddenly became fierce, crashing on the reefs, breaking into thousands of spoondrift.

The sky that had been sunny just now was suddenly obscured by the dark clouds, indicating that a rainstorm was coming soon...

At this moment, a bodyguard stood on the rock and waved to this side, "Young master, the watch is found."

****

Crystal didn't sleep the whole night, so she quickly fell asleep after she got in the car. Crystal was leaning her head against the window. Because of the vibration of the car on the bumpy road, her head would keep bumping on the glass.

"Darling? Is it so boring to be with me?"

Eric tried his best to drive the car as slowly as possible, but it did not stop the car from shaking.

Crystal tried hard to cheer up, "Go faster, it seems to be quite far from the farm?"

"I don't mind lending you my shoulder."

"Focus on driving. How can you drive if I lean on your shoulder?" Suddenly Crystal' face changed, and she pointed to the front, "Be careful!"