My Woman

If not for the fear of retribution, she would have left the perverted man without looking back.

Ethan Blackwood was extremely close to her, his breath enveloping her, his fingertips playing with her ear, and his deep eyes staring at her with keen interest as if he would do something to her the next second.

Lily felt uncomfortable with his closeness and abruptly picked up the large glass to drink the apple juice.

The glass immediately blocked Ethan, who had his brows furrowed in annoyance. "Lily, can you eat a bit better?!"

Sure, but in front of him, she was too lazy to show any of her good side.

Lily held the large glass by herself, and Ethan looked disgusted, lost interest, and withdrew his hand from her.

Lily breathed a sigh of relief.

"Knock, knock——"

The ward door was knocked twice, and Ethan looked up coldly. "Come in."