Lily marveled at Ethan's ability to select women, transitioning from Natalie Walker's modest curves to the more voluptuous figure before her. Such a leap in preference was truly remarkable. It was no wonder he engaged in a rigorous exercise in the study so early in the morning.
"I'm finished with my meal," she announced, her voice devoid of emotion. "Please carry on without me."
With a forced smile, Lily set down her milk cup and rose from her seat. Nanny promptly attended, assisting her as she limped towards the exit.
Ethan's brow furrowed as he watched her retreating figure. "Where's your wheelchair?" he demanded.
"I misplaced it," Lily replied calmly, without turning back.
"Nanny, arrange for a new one immediately!" Ethan instructed.
"Yes, Mr. Blackwood," Nanny responded, casting a teasing glance at Lily. "You see, Mr. Blackwood still cares for you the most."