Chapter 160 - 163: It’s the husband’s fault, the husband is late.
Chapter 160 - 163: It’s the husband’s fault, the husband is late.
Chapter 160: Chapter 163: It’s the husband’s fault, the husband is late.
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After the car stopped, a group of well-trained burly men in black quickly got out of the several vehicles behind.
The reporters flocking around the first luxury car were swiftly driven to a safe distance by these burly men in black.
At this moment, a genteel-looking young man stepped out from the passenger seat of the black Bentley.
After getting out of the car, he walked to the rear door and respectfully opened it.
Following this, a man radiating an icy aura stepped out of the car.
The man was strikingly handsome, with deep features and a well-proportioned, tall physique. He appeared to be at least 190 cm tall. Dressed in an expensive tailor-made suit, he gave off an opulent and formidable aura, nonetheless, his demeanor was cold and stern.
As soon as he got out of the car, his hawk-like eyes scanned the crowd of reporters. Under his icy gaze, the reporters who were originally about to raise their cameras for a mad flurry of shots dared not make any rash moves.
Aidan Lucas’s face was as cold as ice, his grimly cold eyes finally resting on the top of the steps.
Lily Gray was standing at the top of the steps, shrunk in a corner, watching him pitifully.
The man furrowed his brows. It had only been a day, yet this troublesome woman seemed to have grown thinner.
He intentionally ignored the heartache that flashed through his heart, pursed his lips, and began to approach the steps.
Lily Gray was backed into a corner, watching as Aidan Lucas slowly advanced towards her.
His deep black pupils seemed to be veiling anger. Every step he took closer felt like walking over her heart.
Not just Lily Gray, but even the nearby Gray family members and the group of reporters could feel the icy chill and powerful pressure emanating from the man.
A look of satisfaction even emerged on Madam Gray and Rowena Gray’s faces.
While they did not know who this man was, clearly, Lily Gray had once again seriously offended some big shot.
There were only two steps left before Aidan Lucas could reach the top of the stairs.
Mr. Fenton stood on the penultimate step. As the only one standing between the couple at this moment, he felt that he must risk his life to dissuade Mr. Lucas.
It was evident that Mr. Lucas was upset with Mrs. Lucas.
But after all, Mrs. Lucas was pregnant, and no matter how angry Mr. Lucas was at this moment, he couldn’t vent it on the pregnant woman.
Always knowing Mr. Lucas’s temper, Mr. Fenton forced down his fear and was about to speak when he heard Mr. Lucas’s hoarse voice countering Mrs. Lucas on the steps, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
What? He must have misheard!
Mr. Lucas, you walk in with a cold face and it turns out you’re not here to teach Mrs. Lucas a lesson, but to coax her?
The next second, Lily Gray, who had been tense the whole time, suddenly whimpered and pounced into the man’s broad embrace.
“I… I’m so scared…” Finding warmth and safety in Aidan Lucas’s arms, her pent-up emotions finally crumbled.
He encircled her petite body in his arms, gently patting her back, “Don’t worry, I’m here.”
“I’m sorry, 1 didn’t expect this… It’s all my fault, 1 almost hurt the baby.”
She cried heartfully, all the while cuddling more into his chest.
Aidan Lucas sighed, knowing the woman was truly terrified this time. After all, wasn’t the scene rather intimidating when he arrived?
She was surrounded by so many reporters, who were oblivious to the fact that she was pregnant. A minor push could lead to a major tragedy.
“It’s not your fault, you’re being good.” He gently kissed her soft hair and assured, “I’m the one at fault. I came late.”
It was all his fault. His weird antagonism with her last night led her to face everything herself today.
She was pregnant, and it was normal for her emotions to fluctuate. He shouldn’t have tested her like that..