Lily Shaw's face changed abruptly, her voice urgent and uneasy as she asked, "Husband, where are you going?"
A hint of panic flashed in her eyes. Ever since marrying Aiden Grant, except for the few days he was on business trips, he had always been at home.
Even if he wasn't constantly by her side, she could see him anytime she wanted.
Eldest Young Master Grant detected her tension and unease, and his heart softened. But in the next second, the warm image of Lily Shaw washing Roy Thompson's hair suddenly flashed before his eyes.
No matter how deep his love for Lily was, he couldn't take it. He closed his eyes and, with a hoarse voice, said, "You don't have to wait for me; I won't be coming back tonight."
Lily clearly sensed his displeasure, but she didn't know why he was so angry, so she could only watch as his somewhat lonely figure disappeared from sight.
The unilateral cold war initiated by Eldest Young Master Grant began from there.
