"Why, why do you have to like her... I'm just like her now, I can give you everything you want!"
She could even offer him more!
With a sharp tone, Hannah Ford's voice made Aidan Lucas furrow his brows.
"Not for any reason..." His gaze, filled with warmth, moved away from Lily.
When his eyes landed on Hannah Ford's face, the narrow slits were instantly covered in frost.
"Because she is Lily, and that is all."
Having said that, Aidan Lucas brushed past Hannah's obstruction and strode towards the woman he had been yearning for.
"Aidan Lucas—" Hannah Ford, unable to conceal her fury, turned her head and tried to rush over.
"Miss Coldwell, the Marshal is waiting; please come back with me immediately!" the military officer, sent by Charles Coldwell, suddenly intervened, his face all business and devoid of any expression.
"You... you have the nerve to say that! He just pushed me away, why didn't you stop him for me!"
