The CEO's Seductive Doll-Chapter 37: Sharing the News to the Doll

"Will you stay with me for the night?" Eternity asked as she rested her head on the pillow.

"Why are you asking me as if my bedroom isn’t literally the room next to yours?" Evan chuckled.

She shrugged.

Slowly, she ran her hands on Evan’s shoulder, down to his arm. The pads of her fingers felt warm against his skin. And also ticklish.

"Are you planning to seduce me?" Evan teased her, grabbing her hand. It wasn’t because he didn’t like it; it was more because he didn’t want her to find out he was very ticklish. "I simply do not have the energy to have sex anymore."

Eternity pouted.

"I just want to stay by your side until you fall asleep."

Evan gave her a doubtful look.

Eternity pouted even more.

"Fine, go back to your room."

Evan laughed. "Stop your tantrums, Eternity. I’ll stay with you tonight."

He then grabbed her back and pulled her closer to his chest, an action he’s been doing quite a lot recently. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He didn’t know if it was the warmth of her body (which he still didn’t understand was possible) or the smell of her hair, which had the scent of faint vanilla.

Evan just knew Eternity would fit perfectly in his arms.

"Maybe you’re the one trying to seduce me," she teased back.

Yet she buried her face in his chest like she usually did for the past few days.

Evan didn’t need to verbally hear it to know that Eternity also liked it when they cuddled.

"Well?" Evan asked. "Surely you have an agenda. Why do you want me here?"

"Oof." Holy hell, that was the most adorable sound he had ever heard. "I’ve been caught red-handed!"

"You’re not very subtle with your actions, Eternity." Evan pointed this out. "But seriously, why did you want me to stay? I thought you’d want to have some space since... Well, we had our first fight."

Eternity shook her head. "I don’t need space since I wasn’t angry in the first place. I was just... disappointed."

"That’s even worse," he muttered.

"Oh!" She exclaimed. "Please don’t feel bad anymore, Evan. At least we fixed it already, right?"

Hesitantly, Evan nodded.

"So," he drawled, going back to the topic. "Are you going to tell me or not?"

Eternity looked as if she were contemplating whether she’d ask for it.

"Just say it," Evan said, though his voice had no hint of impatience.

"You didn’t finish telling me about your childhood," she finally said.

"Oh," he said. "I thought I did."

"You did," she said. "But it wasn’t complete."

"I don’t think I could give you my autobiography, Eternity."

"You don’t need to tell me the details you’re uncomfortable with."

Evan grew stiff on the bed.

He was just joking and didn’t mean anything by it. But maybe he should give Eternity more credit than he initially gave. There was a reason why his storytelling was incomplete in the first place.

After a few seconds, he gathered his bearings and nodded.

"What do you want to know?"

"About your siblings," she probed.

"Freiheit?" He furrowed his eyebrow. "But you met—"

She shook her head, interrupting him. "Cynthia"

"Oh," Evan said blankly, bored even. "I forgot about her."

Eternity’s green eyes widened, not expecting to hear those words from him.

"It’s not because we don’t get along that I’m purposely shoving her existence in the back of my mind!" Evan said, "It’s just that I saw Freiheit more often than her." And we’re closer because we’re both men. He wanted to add, but it would only cause their fight to reignite, so he’ll just exclude this part.

"But Freiheit is always traveling." She pointed it out.

"Exactly," he nodded. "I haven’t seen Cynthia in 3 years."

"You did mention she was studying abroad." Eternity hummed.

He nodded.

"I honestly don’t know where to start." Evan laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. "Should I start with how she was born or—"

"Describe her," she suggested. "How she is as a person as well as a sister."

He stared at her blankly, trying to form the proper adjectives to describe his little sister. Eventually, he spoke.

"I don’t know how to describe her other than that she’s earnest."

"What do you mean?" Eternity asked.

"Imagine this," Evan said, turning his back flat on the bed and raising his hands high as if trying to portray a picture. "She dedicated her whole life to studying just for our father, our real father, and people like him."

"What do you mean by ’people like him’?" Eternity also changed her position, laying her back flat on her bed.

"People with motor disabilities," Evan said. "I think I’ve mentioned before, but Dad had an accident at work that caused him to be unable to walk again."

"I remember." She confirmed, nodding.

"Anyway, I think this might be why she’s studying to be a physiatrist. Or at least one of the reasons. I never really knew what was going on in her mind. She’s a bit impulsive, that one."

He chuckled as he remembered his childhood with his sister.

"She was also a bit lonely growing up." His tone suddenly grew glum. "She usually had stories of how she had many groups of friends, but none of them would invite her when they would hang out. I pitied her, although that would be hypocritical of me since I didn’t have friends in the first place that would invite me."

As Evan was about to give more context to his story, his phone started vibrating in his pockets. At first, he dismissed it as spam and planned to ignore it. But it continued to ring, meaning it was a call, not a message.

"May I?" Evan looked at Eternity as he sat up from their position.

Eternity gestured for him to answer.

"Hello," he said.

Eternity couldn’t hear what the voice in the line was saying. All she could gather were incoherent buzzing sounds. It must’ve been bad news because of how Evan’s face suddenly paled.

After a minute or two, Evan finally muttered, ’Bye and see you,’ before the call ended. She wasn’t sure if Evan was the one who ended the ring or the other person; all she knew was that he had a look of dread on his face.

"What’s wrong?" Eternity couldn’t help but ask.

"Speak of the devil." Evan finally found his voice. "Cynthia’s coming home!"