"Ah... ah ah ah ah... ah ah ah..."
Lily wanted to tell Aidan Lucas that she didn't mean it that way.
There was another person in the room.
Austin Lucas was still there.
The cries for help throughout the night had already damaged Lily's throat.
Her throat was completely hoarse, and aside from unclear monosyllabic sounds, she couldn't make any other noise.
"Ah, ah ah ah..." Thinking of Austin Lucas, Lily felt so anxious she was about to cry.
But the aphrodisiac in her body had not yet dissipated, and aside from leaning weakly against Aidan Lucas, she was unable to move her arms or legs at all.
"Lily, does your throat hurt, do you want some water?"
Mr. Lucas, normally so astute, was thrown into disarray by Lily's emergency, even if he appeared calm on the surface, his mind was in chaos.
Normally, he would have realized quickly that Lily was trying to tell him something else.
But now, Aidan Lucas was totally preoccupied with Lily; his eyes had room for nothing else.
