Upon hearing this, Eva was shocked.

How could Ruby have such thoughts of not wanting to let go?

She furrowed her brows slightly, but then relaxed and crouched down, waving at Ruby.

Ruby walked over and nestled in her embrace. "Mommy."

"Who taught you to say those things?" she asked softly, probing.

Ruby replied in a soft voice, "Nobody taught me, Mommy. It's what I thought myself. When we came back, you went to the window to secretly watch, weren't you looking at Uncle NightA?" Eva said, "No, I just went to pull the curtains."

"But I saw Mommy open a small gap in the curtains to peek."

Whose daughter is this little one, always talking about others.

Thinking of this, Eva couldn't help but pinch Ruby's cheek and scold softly, "Ruby, why do you keep contradicting me?"

Ruby's soft and tender cheek turned even pinker after being pinched by Eva. She blinked her eyes and asked innocently, "Mommy, I was just telling the truth."

Well, Ruby is only five years old. It's probably pointless to argue with her, she probably doesn't understand.

Eva could only give up, but there was still much to teach her.

"Can Ruby promise me something?"

"What is it, Mommy?"

"In front of Uncle NightA, whatever I say is what it is. You can't contradict me, alright?"

Upon hearing this, Ruby didn't immediately agree. Instead, she asked curiously, "Mommy, don't you like Uncle NightA?"

She finally asked this question.

Eva nodded immediately. "I don't like him."

"Then, does Mommy hate Uncle NightA?"

How should she answer this question?

If she answers with hatred, what kind of psychological impact would it have on her daughter?

After thinking it over, Eva finally said softly, "Ruby, have you been getting along well with Lucas lately? Do you like him?" Ruby nodded. "I like him."

"What about the boy sitting in front of you? Do you like him too?"

Ruby thought seriously for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't like him, Mommy."

"Oh? You don't like him? Do you hate him then?"

Ruby seemed to understand what Eva was trying to say, she looked at her with some understanding.

"You see, not liking doesn't mean hating, right?"

"I understand, Mommy."

Upon hearing this, Eva finally felt some relief, but it only lasted for a few seconds before she felt deflated again because Ruby suddenly said, "Then, Mommy, play with Uncle NightA, he's really nice." Well, Eva could only sigh softly, "Ruby, why don't you go back to your room for now? We'll call you for dinner later."

"You."

"Did Mommy agree to play with Uncle NightA and me?"

"I'll consider that later."

After she left, Eva stood in place, her smile and softness disappearing from her face, replaced by distress.

Was it because of their blood relationship?

Why was Ruby so dependent on Adrian? Eva could understand Ruby, but when she saw Dylan being held by Adrian at Michael's house, her expression and demeanor seemed accepting of Adrian as well. Both children seemed to accept him without speaking.

Thinking about what happened today, Eva felt that something was off.

Michael wasn't the type of person to be inconsiderate. How could he suddenly take the children away and forget to inform her?

Even if he forgot, David wouldn't forget.

But just this one time, she couldn't help but think of Michael in a different way.

Eva threw herself onto the sofa, sinking into it, and closed her eyes to rest.

The next morning.

In order to avoid Adrian, Eva deliberately took the children out half an hour earlier, planning to take them out for breakfast.

When Adrian arrived, she would be long gone.

But just as they were about to go downstairs, they saw a stretched Lincoln sedan parked downstairs, and Jacob leaning against the car, yawning and looking sleepy.

In the few seconds that Eva saw him, Jacob had already yawned twice due to drowsiness.

As he was prepared to yawn for the third time, he suddenly noticed Eva coming downstairs with the two children. He stopped yawning, his sleepiness gone, and immediately walked towards her with renewed vigor, calling out loudly, "Ms. Hansen, good morning!"

Eva wanted to scold him.

Jacob stopped her way after a few steps, excitedly saying, "Ms. Hansen, I didn't expect you to come downstairs so early. On our way here, I told Mr. Blackwood that it wasn't necessary for him to come so early, but Mr. Blackwood said you would definitely come downstairs in advance. Mr. Blackwood really has foresight."

As he spoke, the car door opened and Adrian, dressed formally, got out of the car.

"Uncle NightA!" Ruby immediately kicked off her shoes and cheered, even rushing towards him.

It seemed like she had forgotten everything from last night.

Adrian bent down and quickly picked up Ruby. He was dressed formally today, wearing a suit and tie, with a gray overcoat on top, giving off a particularly steady vibe.

And Ruby, wearing a cream-colored coat, looked like a fluffy marshmallow in his arms, exuding an enchanting atmosphere. Their facial features seemed even more similar when they were close together.

Eva closed her eyes, not wanting to witness this scene.

"Ms. Hansen, since you came down so early, you probably haven't had breakfast, right?"

Eva pressed her lips together without saying a word.

Seeing that she ignored him, Jacob's expression became awkward, and he fell silent.

Adrian walked over to Eva, holding Ruby, and glanced at Dylan, who was unconsciously leaning back next to Eva. Then, he turned his gaze back to Eva's face. "Let's go, I'll take you to have breakfast."

Eva stood still, coldly staring at Adrian. Adrian raised an eyebrow in response and reached out his hand towards Dylan. "Dylan, let's go."

Dylan looked at Adrian's strong and powerful palm, pressed his lips together, and didn't offer his own hand. Although it was a completely different hand from his mom's. His mom's hand was soft, small, and white. But Uncle NightA's hand was big and gave a sense of security. But Mommy didn't like it. Dylan lowered his gaze, not even looking at Adrian anymore.

Adrian understood his thoughts and didn't insist. Instead, he lifted Ruby into the car. Ruby, sitting in the car, kept waving at Eva and Dylan. "Mommy, big brother, get in the car!"

Eva took a deep breath and felt her clothes being tugged from behind. She lowered her gaze and met Dylan's eyes. She smiled slightly and whispered, "Go ahead."

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