"This, take this away for me... and that too, Lulu likes that sofa, move it too..."
Lily followed Aidan Lucas just as they stepped in, hearing the booming voice of Duke Redington from the living room.
It sounded just like Ellie had said—they were moving out.
Lily was anxious and was about to rush in.
A large hand wrapped around her waist, and a magnetic, lazy voice spoke near her ear.
"Don't run so fast, be careful with your belly." Aidan Lucas firmly held Lily's hand in his.
"I'll handle things with your father, you don't need to worry."
His words were full of care for Lily, and there was a gentle light in his deep eyes.
It seemed as if he wasn't worried about Duke Redington at all.
After all, dealing with the Duchess, Aidan Lucas had managed to win her over in less than ten sentences.
Her father shouldn't be harder to deal with than her mother.
Aidan Lucas was confident that he could persuade her father.
