Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier)

Chapter 49

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Chapter 49

"Lily!" Maryanne shouted as she stood at the doorway. Her fiery red hair was pulled up into a bun. She was wearing a knitted sweater paired with a chic, knee-length tweed skirt. She flashed a playful smile at Lily and turned to Terence. "Terence, hurry and bring the groceries in!"

Standing directly in front of the peephole was Terence, who was holding two large bags of groceries. Lily opened the door wider to make room. "Maryanne, Terence, what are you two doing here?"

"What do you think?" Maryanne linked her arm with Lily's and stepped inside. "Why did you move here? You should've just stayed at my place! I wouldn't even charge you rent." Meanwhile, Terence placed the bags on the table and began organizing the groceries. He put them into the fridge.

Lily hadn't had time to buy any food, so the empty fridge quickly filled up.

The emptiness she had felt over the past couple of days was slowly easing.

"It's close to Lupier, so it's convenient for work," Lily explained.

"Terence said I lack boundaries and should give you some space, so fine, I won't bug you. However, every weekend, I'll be here to stick by your side!" Maryanne declared while dragging Lily to the couch.

She waved at Terence and said, "Terence, cook something good for her! She needs to eat more, she's too thin!"

sitting around because it didn't feel right

quickly. "I'll handle

two relax," Terence said while leaning against the dining table with

warm light of the dining room cast a soft golden glow around

she could finish her sentence, she

seemed too perfect for this world, a

that was

was small, and with just her and Terence in there, it could get

chat with me," Maryanne insisted. She pulled

for a moment before heading into the kitchen, where he rolled up his sleeves and got to

with Maryanne but kept glancing at the kitchen to

the kitchen, she couldn't help but think

had never set foot in

of Xavier. One was the stern, impeccably dressed

vulnerable, in moments of passion and

had never smiled at her the way

between being loved and

a loose strand of her hair. "Terence can carry our

and snapped out of her reverie. "I don't think that's a