She still hadn't figured out why Ethan insisted on keeping her imprisoned. She had already obediently become his mistress, yet he kept her close, not allowing her any contact with the outside world.
Lily slightly lifted the quilt, poking her head out for some fresh air, and saw a bodyguard carrying bags of items walking in through the door.
"Mr. Blackwood, I've bought some late-night snacks from the next-door hotel. You should eat something first; we are all hungry too."
The bodyguard entered, carrying the food with a sycophantic demeanor.