Who would have thought that, in the morning when she rejected him, she was still Miss Gray of the Gray family. Because she had no desires or demands, she didn't need to bow to him.
But a few hours later, she was back in front of him.
Seeing her smile worse than if she'd been crying, Ethan Wilson's handsome brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.
"Come here," he said, hooking his slender fingers towards her.
Lily Gray hesitated for a moment, then submitted, walking towards him with lowered eyes.
Seeing Lily Gray's overly submissive demeanor, Ethan Wilson's brows furrowed even more.
Lily Gray's face was marked with obvious tear stains and an old pair of black-framed glasses. She looked unhappy and was no longer like the clever and charming woman who used to quibble and negotiate with him with every smile and frown.
He suddenly felt some regret.