"No... Aidan Lucas, it's not like that..."
Lily Gray desperately shook her head, she and David Redington were not what he thought they were.
"If not, tell me, why were you hugging him? Why were you frequently going in and out of his villa?"
He tightly gripped her slender wrist, wanting an answer.
His grip was so strong that his long knuckles almost turned white.
He knew she was afraid of pain, but his heart hurt even more.
If he didn't hold on so tight, he worried he wouldn't be able to control himself.
He couldn't resist choking her fragile neck...
"Aidan Lucas, I... I can explain..."
Tears rolled down her face like broken pearls.
She wanted to explain, she really did.
She had only gone to cook noodles for David Redington. At first, she had treated it as a job.
Later, it was mixed with sympathy, because David's heart disease required her to be an important "antidote."
She and David had never had that kind of relationship.
