Lily Gray couldn't help but swallow, "I... made noodles for you."
She unconsciously raised the plate in her hand, looking at David Redington with a pleasing expression.
His delicate silver hair covered his deep eyes, and the dark blue pupils were indistinguishable in the darkness.
Lily Gray felt that David Redington was shrouded in a shadow, like Pandora's box, emanating a deadly temptation that shouldn't be approached lightly.
"Come in." He glanced faintly and stepped aside to make room at the door.
There were no lights in the bedroom, the curtains tightly closed. Lily Gray felt as if she were walking into a tiger's den.
But no risk, no reward.
The Gray family needed David Redington, and she owed David Redington as well.
Steadying her mind, Lily Gray held the plate of food and walked step by step into David Redington's room.
As she entered the bedroom, there was a loud "bang".
Behind her, the bedroom door slammed shut.