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Chapter 11
Edith groaned dramatically, pressing her hand to her forehead under Xavier’s piercing gaze.
“I almost got burned to death! I even saw your grandfather waving at me!”
Lily remained silent, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks.
She could feel Xavier’s scrutinizing gaze on her for a long while before it finally shifted to Edith.
She bit her lip, quietly sitting there, pretending to focus on Edith’s theatrics, trying not to think too much about the way Xavier was looking at her.
“Grandma.” Xavier entered the room, his tailored suit sharp and impeccable.
His tall, confident figure stood under the dazzling lights, casting a shadow that made Lily feel as though the light above her head had dimmed.
She couldn’t help but glance at him, feeling a fleeting
dizziness. His presence was magnetic, and though she couldn’t make out his features clearly from where she sat, she felt an irresistible urge to look again.
“Xavier, do you know what your grandfather said when he was waving at me?” Edith asked, adjusting her glasses with a glint in her eyes as she peered through her fingers at Xavier.
Xavier had an aristocratic presence, with strikingly handsome and refined features,
immediately marking him as someone extraordinary.
Edith had always believed that no one could be a match for Xavier.
But ever since she saw Lily, she felt they were a perfect match. They were destined to be together.
Lily was gentle and graceful, with delicate features like a porcelain doll.
She couldn’t imagine a more perfect couple.
“He said ‘Don’t come see me before you get to see your great–grandchild.“”
Xavier’s lips moved slightly, and his gaze subtly shifted toward Lily.
Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders. She looked innocent, her soft skin glowing under
his gaze.
Xavier’s throat tightened slightly, his body stiffening.
Edith snapped her fingers, her eyes darting between them.
“Right! That’s exactly what he said! So, when are you two going to have a baby?”
Lily had long since gotten used to Edith’s incessant prodding about children, but her blunt, almost absurd way of going about it always left her feeling embarrassed.
Her ears flushed red, and she hesitated, wondering how to avoid the awkwardness of this conversation today.
Usually, when Edith would press Lily about having kids, Xavier would intervene, letting Lily come up with an excuse to avoid it.
She’d already thought of every excuse, and in the midst of lying and avoiding the topic, she decisively decided to pass the ball to Xavier.
“Edith, it’s up to him.”
Xavier’s gaze darkened even further as soon as the words left her mouth.
“Can you really leave me in this position, unable to explain things to your grandfather?” Edith craned her neck and confronted Xavier.
Xavier casually adjusted his sleeve, his voice indifferent. “Your great–grandchild’s pressure is too much for me. I don’t want you to go meet Grandpa yet so I’m not having a child anytime
soon.”
Edith’s eyes widened, her throat closing up as if choked by an invisible force, unable to say another word.
Edith seized the opportunity to escape the uncomfortable situation, “Let’s eat first. If you don’t, you’ll have to go meet your grandfather. I’ll stop pestering you, but if he comes to ask you himself…”
After the conversation about divorce, Lily always felt awkward about any encounter with Xavier.
Thankfully, Edith’s constant chatter made the atmosphere much more relaxed.
After the meal, Edith pulled Lily aside.
“Your room’s been prepared. Your in–laws aren’t coming back tonight, so you two stay and keep me company.”
Lily instinctively glanced at Xavier.
Staying over meant they’d have to share a room.
Given their plan to divorce next Wednesday, sleeping in the same room would be extremely awkward.
“What are you looking at him for?” Edith scolded, not giving Lily a chance to refuse. “We’ve already decided!”
In the end, Lily and Xavier were forced to stay.
However, once they went upstairs, Xavier headed straight for the study.
He would be sleeping in the study. It was the natural choice for a man on the brink of divorce.
Lily, thinking this was for the best, went to take a shower.
Ten minutes later, she emerged, wrapped in a towel.
The bathroom mist clung to her, her damp hair framing her face and cascading down her neck to rest on her collarbone.
In front of her stood a man in his pajamas.
Xavier had showered in the study, and his hair was still damp.
The potent scent of his body overwhelmed Lily as she held her breath, her glistening eyes locking with his cold, piercing gaze.
Before she could ask what he was doing, Xavier’s strong arm shot out, pulling her into his embrace
Her chest pressed against his.
Through the thin towel, she could still feel the warmth of his skin and the heat radiating from his chest, blending with the wetness of her own body, creating an unbearably sensual ⚫ atmosphere.
“What are you doing?” Lily pushed against his chest with one hand, the other clutching at the towel as it threatened to slip off.
Xavier’s eyes darkened with desire as he gazed at her collarbone. “What do you think?”
He pulled her further into his chest.
She could feel his body’s reaction to the intimacy
Lily’s eyes widened in shock as images of Sarah organizing Xavier’s resting area flashed through her mind.
Did he really need this so badly that he couldn’t wait for one more night?
Even if he couldn’t wait, he shouldn’t be thinking about her like this.
“Do you need me to remind you? We’re supposed to be getting a divorce,” she said, her voice shaking.
Xavier’s lips curled into a mocking smile, as if he had heard a funny joke.
He raised his hand to grip her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
“You dragged Grandma into this just for an opportunity like this. What are you pretending for?
Chipserit
Edith would spend a month every year on a mountain retreat. Last Saturday, she had gone up, and it had only been a week since.
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