Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 452

Chapter 452

Today, Alexander experienced it first–hand.

After taking a few bites absentmindedly, Lily put down her silverware and said, “I‘m going to see Grandpa.”

“Okay,” Justin lightly answered as he lowered his gaze.

Perhaps this was how the Lodge family interacted, but Alexander found it strange as a bystander.

The Lodge family seemed indifferent on the surface. Even after not seeing each other for years, they showed no enthusiasm when they met. It was as if it did not matter whether or not Lily showed up. However, they were very meticulous and thoughtful.

Although there was no heater in the room, they had prepared thick bedding alongside hot water bags. These things were placed quietly on the comforter without any explanation.

Another example was how the housekeepers had prepared an extra sandwich alongside glasses of milk just because they had a light breakfast of porridge and eggs. Alexander could tell they did not prepare a large portion, so it was apparent that the Lodge family had specially arranged it for Lily and him.

Meanwhile, Edward planned to stay at the nearest hotel after dropping them off and picking them up once they were done. However, Alexander later received a message from Edward that the Lodge family had prepared a place for him to stay.

The Lodge family were, in fact, very caring of others, albeit barely speaking to each other while always putting up a cold and indifferent front.

Then she opened the door and walked in as Wilfrend turned over before propping himself up and leaning against his bed.

Lily quickly looked for a pillow for him to lean on comfortably and stood by his bedside.

That was how it had always been ever since she was young. She would stand before her grandfather as they talked, which somehow grew into her habit.

However, this time, Wilfred glanced at her and gestured, motioning her to sit. “Sit down; let me have a good look at you.” His voice was not as strong as before. Regardless of how much he was in denial of his age, the tell–tale signs were everywhere.

As Lily sat beside the bed, she carefully studied Wilfred‘s face. His skin had countless age spots, and his eyes were not as clear and sharp as before. His brows were slightly wrinkled, with two prominent eye bags indicating his lack of sleep. “Grandpa, do you have insomnia?” Lily asked softly.