Chapter 1553 What kind of rtionship


    Paul knew that she didn’tck money, but he still turned to the side and slipped the ck card into her


    bag. “Better safe than sorry.”


    In fact, Eva had been with him for so long and had never used his money. The card he gave her was


    only for safekeeping.


    She nced at Paul, wanting to say something, but seeing him close his eyes again, she bit her lip and


    swallowed her words.


    The car quickly stopped in front of the vi. The butler waiting at the door hurried to help Paul, but was


    quickly dismissed with a nce from Paul.


    The butler immediately turned around and walked back without a word, pretending not to have seen


    anything. Even when Eva took Paul back into the house, neither the butler nor the maids appeared.


    “Why don’t you hire a nanny?”


    “I don’t live here often, so why would I need a nanny?”


    If he hired a nanny, she could just leave him to the nanny and be done with it.


    After cing her coat on the back of the sofa chair, she looked at Paul.


    “Can you manage by yourself?”


    Paul, who was already sitting on the sofa, propped his elbows on his knees and lifted his hands,


    desperately pressing his forehead.


    “At least make me a sobering soup!”


    Couldn’t she see how much pain he was in?


    Couldn’t she take care of him first before leaving?


    Seeing that he was truly suffering, Eva turned and went to the kitchen.


    Through the ss, he watched her busy figure in the kitchen. Paul, lying on the couch, gradually


    curved his tightly pursed lips into a smile.


    After cooking the sobering soup, Eva carried it over to him. Paul, pretending he couldn’t hold the


    spoon, asked Eva to feed him. With patience, she scooped arge spoonful and fed it to him.


    But Paul drank it slowly, sip by sip, dragging it out for half an hour before finishing the bowl of soup.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    When Eva put down the bowl, her wrist was stiff. As she rubbed her hand, a big hand reached out and


    massaged her joints.


    With all the kisses and the ck card and the massages, what kind of rtionship did they have?


    After a moment of silence, Eva pushed away Paul’s hand, grabbed her bag, and stood up. “Rest well.


    I’m going back.”


    Paul wanted to call out to Eva, but she quickly escaped, fleeing from his vi.


    Watching her hurried figure, Paul’s eyes still held a hint of a smile.


    It wasn’t until the butler appeared in front of him with a ck card that his smile gradually faded.


    “This was left in the kitchen by the youngdy.”


    If she wouldn’t take his money, did that mean she wouldn’t ept his love either?


    As Paul clenched the ck card, furrowing his brow, Anthony, who had helped Ste and Henry in


    court today, suddenly called.


    “Paul, bring some people with you. Erin attacked my client and injured me. He also took Ste–”