Devilish secretary - Chapter 164

Chapter 164: Chapter 184 Liar Chapter 164: Chapter 184 Liar “Human doll,” she said, her voice softer now.

He blinked up at her.

“Hmm?” She reached out, gently cupping his cheek.

His skin was warm beneath her touch, his eyes looking at her with that same innocence that made her heart ache.

“You’re still here,” she said.

“And I won’t let anyone erase you.

Not Alexander.

Not Gray.

Not Darkness.” Ray’s breath hitched slightly.

For a moment, he just stared at her, his lips trembling.

Then Like a lost child finally finding comfort he threw his arms around her waist, burying his face against her stomach.

Lilith sighed, threading her fingers through his soft hair as she held him close.

“You’re safe now,” she murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

“I promise.” Ray clung onto her tighter and in that moment he believed her.

*** Ray frowned deeply, staring at the food on his tray like it was some kind of punishment.

His eyes turned toward Lilith, silently pleading for mercy.

“Who eats such bland food for lunch, Miss Mystery?” he whined, pushing the spoon around in the bowl, making exaggerated disgusted faces.

Lilith didn’t even blink.

“You’re injured.

The doctor said no spicy food.” Her tone was flat, unbothered.

Ray gasped dramatically, clutching his chest as if she had stabbed him.

“What!

Miss Mystery, you can’t listen to him over me!” His voice was full of betrayal.

“I thought we had something special!

I thought you were on my side!” Lilith simply picked up the spoon and held it in front of him.

“Eat.” Ray pouted.

“No.” Lilith arched a brow, her fingers twitching slightly.

Ray gulped.

“Miss Mystery, I swear, this is food abuse-!” Lilith shoved the spoon into his mouth before he could finish complaining.

His eyes widened.

The betrayal was real.

The porridge was warm, soft… bland.

Yuk.

He made an exaggerated gagging noise, flopping back against the pillows like a dying man.

“I knew this was a trap!

You’re trying to kill me with flavorless sadness!” Lilith rolled her eyes, scooping up another spoonful.

“Stop being dramatic.” “But it tastes like nothing!

It’s like eating air!

I might as well chew on the hospital bedsheet!” Lilith sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Human doll, just eat.” “No!” He turned his head away.

“I refuse!” “Fine.” Lilith placed the spoon back into the bowl and stood up.

Ray blinked.

Wait… why did he suddenly feel cold?

Lilith had started walking away.

She was leaving.

His Miss Mystery was leaving.

Ray’s heart clenched.

He reached out quickly, grabbing the hem of her dress.

Lilith stopped, looking down at him with one perfectly arched brow.

Ray chewed on his lip.

“Miss Mystery…” He gave her the puppy eyes.

The ones he knew melted her.

The ones that worked every time.

Lilith sighed.

“Are you going to eat?” Ray nodded weakly.

“Only if you feed me.” Lilith narrowed her eyes, suspicious.

Ray blinked up at her sweetly.

“Pretty please?” Lilith shook her head but walked back, picking up the spoon again.

“You’re impossible.” Ray grinned triumphantly, opening his mouth.

The moment the spoon entered, he gagged dramatically again.

“Ugh, Miss Mystery, how can something taste so boring?” Lilith smacked his forehead lightly.

“Shut up and chew.” *** Lilith took care of him and handled his business as well, with assistant Quinn also overworking to keep things running smoothly.

She had even booked a hotel nearby for a week, ensuring she could be close to human doll at all times.

It was late evening, and Ray was bored out of his mind.

Wearing the hospital gown, he fidgeted restlessly on the bed, staring at the ceiling before turning his attention back to the only person who could save him from his misery.

“Miss Mystery,” he called out.

“Hmm,” Lilith hummed, still focused on her laptop.

“Can we go outside to eat ice creaaammmm?” he asked, stretching out the last word like a child pleading for a treat.

“No,” Lilith replied without even looking up.

Ray pouted.

“Please!

I’m going to die from boredom at this rate!” “No,” she repeated, her tone firm.

“You can’t walk.

You’re injured.” Ray flopped back against the pillows with an exaggerated groan.

“Miss Mystery, you’re so mean!

I might die from boredom before my injuries even heal!” Lilith kept typing, unimpressed.

“Good.

Then I won’t have to hear your whining.” Ray gasped.

“Heartless!

How can you say that to your adorable human doll?” Lilith chuckled, finally glancing up.

“You’re my adorable human doll who refuses to sit still and listen to the doctor.” “But Miss Mysteryyy,” he whined, kicking his legs like a frustrated child.

“It’s just ice cream!

It’s not like I’m asking to go skydiving!” Lilith gave him a deadpan stare.

“Human doll, you literally almost died two days ago, and now you want to sneak out for ice cream?” Ray sat up, folding his arms.

“Correction: I didn’t die.

So, logically, I should get a reward for surviving.

And my reward should be-” he stretched his arms toward her, “ice cream!” Lilith leaned back in her chair, unimpressed.

“Do you even hear yourself?” “Yes, and I sound very reasonable!” Lilith sighed, rubbing her temples.

“No, Human doll.” Ray groaned, grabbing a pillow and burying his face in it.

“I hate this!

I hate hospitals!

I hate boring food!

I hate being stuck here!” Lilith shut her laptop and stood up.

Ray peeked at her from behind the pillow.

She walked to the bedside, placing a hand on her hip.

“If I let you eat ice cream, will you stop acting like a five-year-old?” Ray gasped, tossing the pillow aside.

“Really?” Lilith gave him a look.

“You’re not walking.

I’ll get it for you.” Ray blinked, considering.

“Hmmm… fine.

But it has to be chocolate!” Lilith rolled her eyes.

“Brat.” “Your brat,” he grinned.

Lilith sighed, picking up her bag.

“Behave while I’m gone.” Ray saluted.

“Yes, ma’am!” Lilith shook her head but smirked as she left.

Ray flopped back onto the pillows, grinning to himself.

He won.

*** Lilith sighed as she walked through the hospital corridor, holding two cups of chocolate ice cream-one for herself and one for her childish boyfriend.

She barely noticed the way people were looking at her, their eyes following her every step.

Despite wearing no makeup, her natural beauty was undeniable.

The black dress she wore hugged her figure perfectly, and her long, dark hair cascaded down her back like silk.

She was effortlessly stunning, exuding an air of quiet confidence and power.

A few doctors and nurses stole glances at her as she passed by, some whispering, others simply admiring.

She ignored them, too used to the attention to care.

She stopped by the vending machine to grab a bottle of water before heading back to Ray’s room.

With a cup of ice cream in each hand, she took a deep breath.

That brat better appreciate this.

With that thought, she pushed open the door and walked inside.

However, what surprised her was the darkness of the ward.

Her eyes flashed with worry when she saw her Human Doll standing near the window, his back turned to her.

The bandages around his head stood out against the dim light, yet even from behind, he still looked strong-broad shoulders, tall frame, the way his hands rested loosely at his sides, yet she could see the tension in them.

He felt different.

Familiar…

yet distant.

Gray.

“Human Doll,” she called softly, but he didn’t turn.

Lilith placed the ice cream on the nearby table before walking toward him.

The air in the room felt heavier, filled with an odd silence.

Her fingers reached out, brushing against his forearm, feeling the veins beneath his skin.

Slowly, he turned.

His face was blank, but his dark eyes held something deeper…something unreadable.

His lips parted slightly, and after a beat of silence, he finally spoke.

“Lily,” he murmured.

Something about the way he said her name made her chest tighten.

“What’s wrong?” Lilith asked, her gaze searching his.

He let out a dry chuckle, but it lacked any warmth.

“…nothing.” Liar.

Lilith’s frown deepened.

She could see the way his jaw clenched, the way his fingers twitched slightly like he was holding something in.

She stepped closer, her presence grounding, refusing to let him slip away.

“Human doll,” she said again, firmer this time.

“Talk to me.” He looked at her, his dark eyes filled with emotions he refused to voice.

Then, without a word, he pulled her into his arms.

Lilith didn’t resist.

She let him hold her, let him bury his face into the crook of her neck.

His arms tightened around her waist, as if grounding himself, as if afraid that if he let go, he’d disappear.

His breath was warm against her skin, shaky, uneven.

Then, she felt it-his lips grazing against her neck.

Soft at first.

A mere brush.

Then again, firmer this time, lingering, his nose pressed against her skin as he inhaled deeply, like he was trying to memorize her scent.

Lilith’s breath hitched, but she didn’t pull away.

His lips moved again, warm and slow, tracing their way along her neck, leaving a tingling heat in their wake.

“Human doll…” she murmured, her hands resting against his back.

He didn’t answer.

Just held her closer, his fingers gripping the fabric of her dress, his body molding against hers as if she was the only thing anchoring him to reality.