As Easton Holmes pushed the door open and walked in, he immediately noticed Grant Heath standing by the bed. His pupils shrank sharply, but by the time he closed the door and walked over, he had already returned to his normal demeanor.
Watching Easton Holmes get closer and closer, Grant Heath could hardly resist the urge to rush over and punch him twice. No! Two punches were simply not enough to quell the hatred in his heart.
This man was too despicable; not only had he stolen his woman, but he also threatened him to stay away from her, or else he would deal with him unkindly.
He was curious to see how this man would deal with him unkindly.
"Got a guest, huh?"
Easton Holmes walked over and sat directly by the bed, casually separating Grant Heath from Lily Turner standing beside the bed. His gaze remained fixed on her as if the person standing next to him didn't exist.
