Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier)

Chapter 7

The towering building stretched endlessly into the sky. Lily nearly strained her neck as she took it all in.

She had never been to Nova Group before.

She knew the Joyner family could never compare to the Fulton family.

She stood before the imposing skyscraper and watched the stream of employees going in and out before she realized it wasn't a matter of comparison. There was simply no comparison to be made. Even at its peak, the Joyner family couldn't measure up to the Fulton family.

There were many female employees here. Even the receptionists wore business suits and flawless makeup.

It was no wonder Xavier looked down on a housewife like her after spending most of his time in a place like this even though she had taken on that role for his sake.

Lily pursed her lips slightly as a heavy sense of inadequacy weighed on her.

She stood in the corner and called Timothy.

"Mrs. Fulton."

"Mr. Snyder, I'm downstairs. Could you please..." She didn't plan to enter and hoped Timothy could take the items to Xavier instead.

Timothy interrupted her before she could finish. "I'm in a meeting. I'll send someone down to escort you."

Lily opened her mouth and was about to say something, "No, I..."

The line clicked off, leaving her stunned.

Timothy's assistant appeared in less than two minutes and respectfully invited her to go upstairs.

"You can just pass these to Xavier for me." Lily handed over the document and thermos.

"Miss, we're not allowed to touch any documents that are supposed to be delivered directly to Mr. Fulton. You have to bring it up yourself." Timothy's assistant smiled apologetically and gestured for her to enter the building. She had no choice but to follow suit.

...

Xavier had just wrapped up a meeting with a frustrated look in the president's office. His brow furrowed tightly as he yanked at his tie with his well-defined hand.

"Mr. Fulton, Mrs. Fulton is here." Timothy entered the room and placed a document on his table.

in his movements. His brows softened a little with a trace of

ground last night, but there she was today, coming to him

no intention of refusing her. He pressed his

that is about to start in ten minutes?"

before saying, "Push

her easily just because she had come

had to take her down a notch to prevent her from making the same mistake again, and ten minutes

out his phone and prepared to

a standard elevator that stopped frequently at each floor. It took

in his office?"

he's been practically living here and even holding international conferences at night. It's been quite a schedule..." Timothy's assistant was meandering off-topic and completely not

Her brows

due to his irregular meals

his tracks. "Please go on, miss. I'll leave you to

the hall before

at the dark wooden doors before her as she felt

and exuding confidence flashed through her mind as she imagined him walking through

matter what he said. She would pretend not

she

of dark gray. It was aloof and refined with an

of floor-to-ceiling windows bathed the entire

subtle scent that lingered around her

waist during their moments of intimacy. All she

feel his true presence

was

it felt like her heart had been hollowed out as an inexplicable emptiness washed over

did he know she had come and decided

she still

her composure after standing in the center of the room for a while before walking over to his

table. Her gaze drifted uncontrollably to one of the sleeves of the suit jacket

dirty. He would always ask Timothy to bring her some fresh clothes from home no matter how busy he was. She would iron all his clothes to keep them ready for any

jacket home

her arm when she came to her senses as if she had decided to take

reflex. The office door suddenly swung open just when she was about to

in a black blouse with two buttons