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Yes, Eva remembered.

She was obviously listening to her grandmother's stories about her youth in the past, and she was actually listening with great interest, but for some reason she suddenly got so sleepy later.

She was too embarrassed to interrupt her grandmother, so she had to brace her eyelids and spirit to continue to listen.

As to when she fell asleep, she forgot herself.

Thinking of this, Eva blamed herself.

"I didn't fall asleep on purpose, will she be upset with me?"

"Grandma loves you so much, what do you think?"

Adrian then told the story of Granny Blackwood who couldn't let him wake her up after he came.

After hearing that, Eva lowered her eyes and laughed lightly twice.

"Also."

She had just woken up and looked very naive. When Adrian saw her look, he subconsciously raised his hand and flicked her forehead: "What are you thinking about all day long?" Eva was a bit sleepy just now, but now she woke up, she stroked her forehead and looked at Adrian, a bit dazed.

In fact, sometimes, certain actions of Adrian's will often make Eva confused, and even give birth to a kind of bubble of their own time together, it is also a little bit like her illusion. This kind of illusion, in the past two years often appear, occasionally they flash by, only exist for a moment until Eva recognized the reality.

But then as time went by and their bodies began to fit together, she gradually became immersed in this feeling and really believed that she would be with him forever. However, reality hit her in the head.

As long as Vivian comes back, his choice will always be hers.

When she thought about this, Eva's heart and eyes were colder, she put her hand down and lowered her eyes without speaking.

The smile under Adrian's eyes faded a bit.

Although Eva didn't say anything, he could feel the sudden coldness in her breath.

"What?"

Eva shook her head: "No, I'm just a little dazed from sleep."

When Adrian saw her get up, he naturally raised his hand and tried to give her a hand.

As soon as his hand reached out to her, Eva avoided it as if she was electrocuted.

For a moment, Adrian's movement froze, and so did Eva.

"Is this what you call a truce?"

Eva looked up and found that Adrian's lips held a cold smile and his eyes were flushed with coolness.

She snapped back, "Sorry, there will never be a next time."

After saying that, Eva pressed her palms and sat up by herself.

However, even if she apologized, there was no use, because her action of avoiding him resulted in the atmosphere between the two becoming tense again.

Eva took a look at his ugly face and sighed softly in her heart.

Thinking that Grandma will come out after the checkup and may replace out what's going on between them, Eva had to say, "It's my fault for what happened just now, but Grandma should be coming out soon, right? Why don't you go back?" Hearing that, the breath on Adrian's body suddenly chilled.

"What did you say?"

Eva: "..... I'm not kicking you out, do you want grandma to see you now? Anyway, you have to work in the afternoon, I will explain clearly to grandma."

After saying that, the room fell into dead silence.

Eva lowered her eyes and did not speak again.

After a long time, Adrian threw his hands away and left.

He was probably mad, but he restrained himself from slamming the door on the way out, Eva took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

It seems that once the rift exists, it is very difficult to make a truce.

Fortunately, there are only a few days left, so it will be good to get over it.

I just hope that when the time comes, Granny will be able to accept this matter calmly.

After Granny Blackwood came back from her checkup, she asked about Adrian, Eva told her he had gone back to work, so she nodded understandingly.

He even said, "If you hadn't been here, I guess he wouldn't have come over here in the middle of the day."

Hearing that, Eva was still a bit stunned.

Is that so? He came here because she was here?

But then Eva shook her head in denial.

Whether Adrian made the trip for himself or not, it didn't matter, they would both end up getting divorced.

There is no point to this process.

-Adrian

Adrian returned to the office with a bad look on his face.

Adrian had been holding his breath so hard on the road that he took off his black suit as soon as he entered the office and threw it hard on the couch.

The assistant who came in behind him was startled and was hesitant to rush out, but, thought of something and stood still.

It took Adrian a long time to calm himself down, and when he turned his head, he found the assistant standing in the office, displeased: "What are you doing here?"

The assistant shrank her neck with a slightly abashed expression and put the thermos bucket she was carrying on the desktop.

Adrian frowned: "What is it?"

He was already annoyed enough.

"Miss Morrison made Mr. Blackwood a love lunch, when I sent her back, she slipped it into my hand when I wasn't looking and asked me to bring it back to Mr. Blackwood."

When the assistant said this, he was extremely unhappy in his heart.

He didn't know what to do for a while, but he had already refused.

And cannot take it to throw it?

Eventually the assistant took it back.

Lunch she made with love?

Adrian was so angry that he hadn't had a chance to eat lunch. When he was at the sanatorium, he had sent his grandmother to have lunch, and then he purposely left his stomach empty, wanting to wait for the woman to wake up and then have lunch together, but who knew that he was a hot face to a cold shoulder.

Not only did he not eat his lunch, but he was also full of anger.

Now, not to mention the lunch, even if the Michelin chef came, he was also full of anger.

Thinking of this, Adrian raised his hand to pull his tie loose, pursed his thin lips, and said in a deep voice: " I've eaten, you can finish it."

The assistant glanced at him and then shook her head, "No, Mr. Blackwood, this is Miss Morrison's special 'lunch of love' for you, how dare I eat it?"

Adrian: "......"

He turned his head to look at his assistant, he narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "Who told you to speak in such a shady tone?"

As soon as his voice turned cold, the assistant instantly wimped out, not daring to be silenced.

"Get out."

The assistant bristled, turned around and left the office.

Adrian ripped off his tie and threw it onto the sofa, then sat down and let out a cold laugh. What a good day.

Not only did Eva not let him in her sights, but even his assistant was starting to get her wings.

As a result, within minutes of the assistant going out, he knocked on the door again.

"What is it again?" Adrian looked at her coldly.

The assistant carried a beautifully wrapped bag in her hand, swallowed her saliva and said, "A restaurant just sent something over, saying that Ms. Hansen ordered lunch for you."

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