"Honey, if I hold you and block the wind for you, you won't feel cold." Aiden Grant hugged her tighter, noticing that his wife in his arms wasn't struggling, he felt a little relieved.
He could hear the concern in Lily Shaw's voice, and he also saw the occasional flash of heartache in her eyes when she looked at him.
His little woman still loved him in her heart, even if, for some reason, she was unwilling to forgive him. Her concern and worry for him still manifested unabatedly.
Aiden Grant had a plan in mind, watching Lily Shaw's expression with caution, he pleaded, "Honey, I'll give you time to sort out your feelings, but you can't leave my side."
"I can't sort out my feelings when I see you, can't calm down. So let's be apart for a while. I'll come find you once I've collected my thoughts." Lily Shaw, looking at Aiden Grant's stubbornness, felt helpless and explained gently.
