Since lunch, Eldest Young Master Grant had been staring at Lily Shaw's lips. He wanted to bring up the topic of applying medicine several times, but seeing her buried in her meal, he held back for a long while.
In the living room, Lily Shaw acted as if she hadn't noticed his presence, directly turning on the TV to randomly find a movie to watch. She nestled comfortably in the sofa, her eyes fixed straight on the screen, exuding an aura of "strangers keep out."
Eldest Young Master Grant knew she was not happy inside, and he didn't want to add fuel to the fire, so he kept his worries to himself, silently expressing his concern with his eyes, hoping that Lily Shaw would eventually come to him willingly to talk.
Half an hour passed, and Lily Shaw still had no intention of acknowledging him.
"Honey, just look at me." Eldest Young Master Grant really couldn't wait any longer and leaned in closer to Lily Shaw. It would only take a small gesture to pull her into his arms.
