"Honey, this isn't just any small house, this is our home!" Eldest Young Master Grant suddenly became firm after trying to be pleasing for a while, and said discontentedly.
Lily Shaw abruptly pulled his hand away from her waist and wriggled out of his embrace, frowning as she said, "I'm starving, I don't have time to chit-chat with you."
After speaking, she turned around and walked towards the stairs, heading forward without looking back.
Aiden Grant watched her thin back with a cold gaze, suddenly remembering the dark circles under her eyes, and couldn't help but clench his fist and quickly chase after.
Lily Shaw heard the footsteps behind her and slightly curled her lips—she just wanted to see how much this man could endure.
