Aiden Grant pretended not to see the grievance in the little woman's eyes, dominantly wrapping his left arm around her, his right hand holding her nape: "Honey, we're not sleeping in separate rooms."
Lily Shaw involuntarily moved, wanting to refuse, but heard the man domineeringly say: "I gave you three seconds to reconsider, you didn't voice any objections, so it's acquiescence."
Lily Shaw desperately struggled to free her head from the man's large palm, gritting her teeth and said: "Domineering and unreasonable! When did I agree? Even if Eldest Young Master Grant your hardware is broken, but I..."
"Honey, don't say I'm taking advantage of you, you mistakenly called your husband again." Aiden Grant's hot breath showered onto Lily Shaw's face, his firm nose rubbed against her smooth forehead, then he slowly lowered his head and captured her slightly parted lips.
Aiden Grant very restrainedly just touched her lips, then hoarsely said in her ear: "Honey, my hand hurts so much."
