CHAPTER 63: CHAPTER 63: DEMOLITION AT NIGHT

But in this situation, he couldn’t refute! His back was still hurting.

Faye Turner saw the old man stop chasing and quickly went to support him with a smile, "Grandpa, grandpa, he does occasionally wash them, when he doesn’t, I just sleep separately from him, but not often, most of the time we still sleep together."

"You’ve only been married a few days? And already separated!" The old man couldn’t tolerate the idea of sleeping apart! They must sleep together every day!

Faye quickly helped soothe the old man’s temper, smiling cheerfully, "Anyway, it’s not like he made me angry. Please sit, sit, sit, don’t hit him, it’s not good for your health to get worked up!"

Adrian Lancaster stood not far away, listening to the woman blatantly lying while interceding for him. He could only tilt his head back and close his eyes, lamenting his lifetime of brilliance.

The old man sat down on the sofa, clutching his cane with a stern expression, glaring at his beloved grandson with disgust once more!

"Adrian Lancaster! You really surprise me, you old dog!" The old man was furious, pulling out his phone to make a call, "Come over quickly, I’m at the Aqua Flora Residences, 28th floor, help me move some things, the sooner the better!"

The call ended shortly thereafter and the people the old man summoned arrived.

Seven or eight burly men came through the door, "Good evening, old sir, young master." They looked confused, not knowing what was happening late at night.

"You! Dismantle the bed in the guest room for me! Take it all away!" The old man commanded coldly, leaning on his dragon-head cane.

"Yes, sir!"

Faye was frightened by the appearance of such an entourage, the group heading to the guest room, and she sat on the sofa holding her breath.

Adrian Lancaster, after his initial shock, accepted the outcome calmly, albeit with a sense of helplessness.

In less than ten minutes, apart from the master bedroom bed, the guest room bed, sofa, and anything that could be used to sleep on were completely dismantled and taken away...

What’s even more incomprehensible is that the old man installed a surveillance camera in the living room overnight.

"Grand..."

"Shut up!" The old man glanced at Adrian Lancaster with disdain, "I’m telling you, this camera is connected to my phone. Whether you’re sleeping in the same room at night, I will know just by looking! If you don’t conceive a child within a month, I’ll install one in the master bedroom! Or else I’ll move in with you both!"

Faye felt a chill, wanting to laugh but not daring to, and certainly not daring to see how terrifying Adrian Lancaster’s face looked now.

"Alright, alright, grandpa, it’s so late, why don’t you head back!" Adrian Lancaster was tired, smiling as he came over to pull him away, "Faye and I are exhausted, we’d like to rest early."

"Remember to wash your feet!!"

"Alright, alright, wash, wash, wash!"

With his efforts, he soon sent grandpa out the door.

The moment the door closed, Faye trembled with shock, not daring to raise her head, feeling as if she were suffocating.

Adrian Lancaster stood with hands in pockets, his cold eyes sweeping toward her.

She blinked, mustering her courage to look at Adrian Lancaster, but both realized they were under surveillance, so he didn’t blame her.

Instead, he turned around and entered the master bedroom.

After standing in the living room for a while feeling extremely uneasy, Faye followed him inside.

Having just descended to the ground floor, the old man who saw this scene via his phone was delighted, "Little rascal, trying to outsmart me! You’re too naive!"

After entering the master bedroom, Faye sensed Adrian Lancaster’s mood was down, seemingly not just due to grandpa’s outrageous behavior earlier.

He sat on the single sofa chair by the window, turning his gaze toward the outside.

Faye thought for a moment, then brought over a medicine box, gently placing it in front of him, "Earlier grandpa hurt your back, didn’t he? Let me apply some medicine for you."

The man gave a slight start, looking at her as she squatted in front of the small coffee table, opening the medicine box with both hands.

When she took out the ointment, he still sat unmoving.

Their gazes met, and Faye said to him, "You might not feel the pain now, but tomorrow your back will definitely be uncomfortable. Take off your shirt, let me apply the medicine for you."

Adrian Lancaster had never experienced care or warmth from anyone, except his grandpa.

This touched him slightly inside, and simultaneously filled him with wariness toward her.