Warming the bed...
Lily's smile at the corner of her mouth solidified.
Even though she desperately told herself that these were just angry words during a fight, not to be believed or heeded,
her heart still felt as though it was being pressed down by something heavy, suffocatingly heavy, and she couldn't breathe.
"I... understand..." she murmured with her head down.
Tears began to well up in her beautiful eyes.
Seeing the woman lower her head in dejection, Aidan Lucas's eyes flashed with mockery.
As expected, just as he had predicted.
Her sweetness and compliance were merely tricks of her pretense.
If she truly loved him, as she loved her first true self, how could she give up so easily just because of his few sarcastic remarks?
Her love for the other Aidan Lucas wouldn't be given up so easily.
"There better not be a next time," Aidan Lucas coldly instructed, "Someone will bring in a late-night meal, and before I come out, I don't want to see that you haven't touched it."