"Lily, I'm sorry." Roy reached out and pulled the tearful, heartbroken Lily Shaw into his arms, whispering softly in her ear, "Lily, I won't mess up like this again. Please don't cry."
Roy's comfort did nothing to stop Lily Shaw's tears. His actions had tugged at her heart, reminding her of the most important woman she'd lost in her life.
Aiden Grant had been holding back his anger all along, but the moment he saw Lily Shaw's tears fall—
He couldn't take it anymore. He strode over, flung Roy aside, and swept the quietly weeping little woman into his arms.
"Honey, don't cry, your husband's right here. As long as you stop crying, your husband will go beat up that brat for you." Eldest Young Master Grant spoke tenderly in Lily Shaw's ear, not realizing his tone sounded exactly like he was coaxing a naughty child.
Pfft—
