Lily Shaw instinctively looked up at the man who was gently comforting her, seeing his handsome face full of concern under the orange light, and felt her heart tug slightly.
"Wife, come here." Aiden Grant's lips curled into a gentle and soothing smile as he tightly held her slender waist and led her toward the three people walking towards them.
Lily Shaw struggled slightly, and Aiden Grant stopped, looked down at her face, then released her waist and reached out his hand: "Wife, shall we go together?"
It was such a seemingly ordinary gesture, yet it caused ripples in Lily Shaw's heart. Had the mighty Eldest Young Master Grant ever accommodated anyone else like this?
"Wife, don't be shy." Aiden Grant squeezed her palm, bringing back her wandering soul, and then his big hand led her small hand as they slowly walked toward Connor Grant and the others.
