Lily remembered that her grandfather was not someone who admitted defeat. He would get up at five in
the morning every day to exercise. Even though Wilfred was old, he was still very fit. Wilfred could
stand straight and run as fast as the wind those days.
However, Wilfred was in a wheelchair now. He used to prefer standing compared to sitting down. Even
though he said it was nothing, it was apparent how much pain he was in that he used a wheelchair.
“It‘s okay!” Wilfred felt embarrassed when Lily looked at his knees, so he pulled his blanket over his lap.
“How long has it been since you left the Lodge family?” “It‘s been seven to eight years, I think.” Lily‘s
eyes dimmed when Wilfred asked her that.
“To be precise, it‘s been seven years and three months,” Justin answered promptly. Lily was rendered
speechless. “Looks like you were able to get used to life outside. That‘s good, then.”
She was surprised by everything Wilfred had said today. She thought they would argue or quarrel, but
that did not happen. He looked more like an ordinary and kind grandfather instead.
“Grandpa...” “You have a new boyfriend?” The conversation changed as he asked her a personal
question.
Lily was stunned for a moment and nodded, “Yeah.”
“Does he treat you well?” He asked again.
“Yes,” She answered. However, she felt that one word was insufficient to represent how good
Alexander was to her and emphasized again, “Very good!”
“Are you sure he‘s serious about you? When did he know you‘re from the Lodge family?” Justin voiced
up again.
Lily said with certainty, “I‘m sure he‘s serious about me. So am I about him. I know I was willful before,
but trust me. I might‘ve been wrong once, but I never repeat the same mistake twice.”
Justin wanted to continue saying something, but Wilfred raised his hand and stopped him. The older
gentleman looked out the window and pouted toward a person downstairs, “Is that him?”
Lily followed his line of sight and looked down. She saw Alexander walking in this direction under the
guidance of a servant. Her heart felt warm, and her eyes became gentler. She nodded in reply, “Yeah.”
“Alexander Russell. The head of the Russell family does have some capabilities. Your choice this time
is commendable.”
She did not hear any objection from Wilfred‘s tone. However, what did he mean by her choice this time
was commendable? Did he mean that her previous choice was terrible? Looking back, her selection
the last time was indeed wrong. Reality had taught her–the hard way–that Nathaniel was a sc*mbag
and not worthy of her.
“Master,” the servant called from outside. It seemed that Alexander had arrived.
“Let him in.” The door opened, and the servant took a step back. Alexander walked in and looked
around the room immediately. Only after he found Lily did he visibly relax, as he likely felt relieved.
Wilfred smiled faintly, “Alexander.” He called him by his first name.
Alexander was not surprised by this. He walked toward Wilfred, bent down, and politely stretched his
hand. “Mr. Lodge, I wish you a long and prosperous life.”
Wilfred looked at his outstretched hand but did not shake it. Instead, he said, “You still call me Mr.
Lodge?”
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