Lily: "Then what should I do... I don't care, husband, you're the best, can you help me think of a way, please?"
When she couldn't think of a way, she would act cutesy and unreasonable.
No matter how she acted up front, there would always be a man named Aidan Lucas behind her to clean up the mess.
It was by relying on this that Lily could live so freely and unrestrainedly.
She knew this was what made her different from others.
"...I really can't do anything about you." Aidan Lucas sighed, his low, magnetic voice exuding a unique pampering tone.
The deep voice was immediately pleasing to the ear, yet it carried a special kind of indulgence.
"Honey... you're forcing Mr. Lucas to trick his own brother, huh?"
Lily pouted and said sullenly, "So, are you going to help me or not..."
Dylan Wellington was his good brother.
Lily was his beloved darling.
Unfortunately—darlings are for cherishing, brothers are for scheming against.
