"Ah...?"
Lily stared blankly at Aidan Lucas, letting out a monosyllabic sound from her throat.
She was truly stunned just now, as if witnessing a textbook demonstration of acting excellence.
And the one teaching the lesson was the person closest to her, her intimate pillow-side companion.
Who was bewitched... cough, a little embarrassing, was her dear mother.
"Silly girl." Mr. Lucas approached, the corners of his lips curved as his slender fingers lightly brushed against her petite, upturned nose.
Taking advantage of Lily's attempt to dodge, the man smoothly sat down beside her.
With one sweep of his large hand, he pulled the woman into his embrace.
Mr. Lucas held Lily tightly, kissing her sweet, fragrant lips.
"Ah..." Lily let out a sound, startled by her own hoarse voice.
It sounded strangely peculiar.
She hurriedly covered her mouth but was stopped as Mr. Lucas gently pulled her hand away.
