Love Across the Light Years -The Devil CEO Indulges My Lies.-Chapter 65: Why is evening so late?
Adelyn was about to say something when Nigel’s words made her stiffen.
After a moment she spoke, almost in a chiding tone. Raising her hand, she grabbed his ear and twisted it sharply in punishment.
"What boyfriend? What absurd nonsense have you been imagining in my absence?"
Nigel winced at the sudden pain. Just moments ago, he had been the one questioning her —and now the situation had flipped completely.
"Ah ... ah," he hissed, reaching up to pry her hand away. "Let go of my ear. That hurts!"
"I am using this pain to wake you up," she retorted. "Are you still dreaming about me having a boyfriend?"
She twisted it once more before finally letting go.
Nigel immediately stepped back, rubbing his ear.
"You —who is dreaming?" he shot back. "I only repeated what you said yesterday."
"I said that?"
"Or what else do you think?" he countered, then quickly added, "And it wasn’t just that. When I called you last night to ask when you would be back, you told me not to wait —you are having fun and would be staying the night with the most handsome man in the universe. So ..." he narrowed his eyes, "tell me —what kind of man have you found this time?"
Adelyn was startled.
For a second, it would have been easier to believe he was lying just to tease her.
But remembering the mess she had created last night, she couldn’t brush it off so easily.
And besides —Nigel wasn’t the kind of person who would lie about something like that. Not until she has experienced a close death.
And that only leaves one possibility —
Clearing her throat, she shook her head. "No ... you shouldn’t be asking me that."
Nigel frowned, and she continued smoothly,
"You should be asking me whether I’ve seen the entire universe of men to make such bold claim."
Nigel pursed his lips, completely rendered speechless.
Placing his hand on his hips, he stared at her, and seeing that look, Adelyn added casually. "Don’t look at me like that. I was intoxicated last night and might have spouted some nonsense under the effect. Who asked you to take it seriously?"
Nigel’s frustration spiked.
"Nonsense?" he repeated, nearly stomping his foot. "Damn you, Adelyn. Do you even know your ’nonsense’ made me stay awake the entire night? And what intoxicated? You sounded perfectly sober when you made that claim!"
Adelyn blinked, momentarily at a loss for words.
"If you couldn’t sleep last night, you can sleep now," she said matter-of-factly. Then she paused, realizing something, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Wait ... something is not right."
She stepped closer, studying him carefully.
"Are you okay? Why would something so trivial keep you awake? Staying outside for the entire night wasn’t my first time."
Nigel instinctively avoided her gaze and took a step back.
"I was just curious. You know —ah!"
He yelped as she suddenly stomped hard on his foot.
"Curiosity kills the cat, grandson," she hissed. "Haven’t you heard that?"
Nigel winced sharply, lifting his foot off the ground.
"You are cruel," he accused.
"Sometimes cruelty saves lives," she replied coolly, crossing her arms. "And I am saving yours. Now that I taught you the lesson, learn it well. Grandma is going to rest."
She waved her hand dismissively before turning to leave.
Behind her, Nigel hopped on one foot, trying to soothe the pain. Turning toward her retreating figure, he called out.
"So, you really don’t have a man —I mean, a boyfriend?"
Adelyn paused for a brief second.
"I have long learned my lesson from past failures. Adding more to the record isn’t my plan."
With that, she didn’t linger. She resumed walking, entered the apartment, and headed straight to her place.
What happened last night couldn’t be undone —so technically, she did have a boyfriend right now.
But soon enough ...she wouldn’t.
And temporary things didn’t need to be revealed. Otherwise, it would only make things more intense and complicated later.
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Meanwhile, on the other side —
From the moment, Eira learned that the clothes would be sent back to Adelyn, she hadn’t let go of the bag.
She carried it while walking, held it while sitting, and even kept it tucked in her arm while reading.
Given her small frame, it was clearly uncomfortable —but she didn’t seem to mind it at all.
She sat in Aiden’s office, a book in her hands as she waited for the time to pass.
Every couple of minutes, she would glance at the clock —only to frown even deeper the next second. The disappointment etched between her brows was so obvious that everyone around her noticed it.
A young woman from the CEO’s secretariat couldn’t help but approach her.
The little girl was already adorable —and on top of that, she was the CEO’s daughter. Who could resist the urge to get close to her?
"Young Miss," a woman said gently, "you look a little troubled. Is something bothering you?"
The frown on Eira’s face didn’t ease. She looked at her and asked,
"Why is evening taking so long?"
The question caught the woman off guard.
She didn’t know how to answer that.
Maintaining a polite smile, she said, "Isn’t it better that evening takes time to arrive? That way, you can spend more time here, and we can get you more snacks."
That only made Eira’s frown deepen.
Her gaze turned cold —sharp enough to send a chill down the woman’s spine.
Just moments ago, she had found the girl adorable.
But now, she felt intimidated.
"I—I was just trying to say something," the woman stammered. "Evening isn’t late. It will come when it’s supposed to, or even earlier than that ..."
Even she knew her words made little sense, but under Eira’s gaze, she couldn’t think straight at all.
Eira didn’t respond.
She simply picked up her book and resumed reading, as if the woman in front of her didn’t exist at all.
The woman wiped the sweat from her forehead before quickly leaving.
If she had known approaching the little girl would be so terrifying, she wouldn’t have dared.
Still, she couldn’t help but feel curious.
Just what was going to happen in the evening that the little girl was waiting for so eagerly?
