Standing at the doorway, Eldest Young Master Grant looked at Lily Shaw, who was speaking softly on the phone, and suddenly felt that his wife's temperament had changed. She was no longer the usually calm woman with a slight hint of childlike innocence. Her face was now adorned with a genuinely sweet smile; her arched eyebrows were more pronounced than before, radiating layers of mirth.
A sudden yet accurate term sprang to Aiden Grant's mind: maternal glow.
An image of Lily Shaw cradling a baby vividly appeared in Aiden Grant's mind. His beloved wife holding his child, smiling as sweetly and charmingly as she was now, her entire being exuding a dazzling maternal glow. Just the thought of it made Eldest Young Master Grant feel his breathing grow heavier.
Because he remembered last night's passion; he had worked so hard last night. Maybe ten months from now, his wife would give him a lovely and beautiful child...
