Lily looked a little shocked, and she turned her head to see an extremely handsome face, whose expression was a little horribly gloomy now.
"Why are you here?"
Henry's slender arms wrapped around her waist, and his dark eyes stared straight at her face. His slender fingers brushed her thin eyelids, and he asked, "Are you sad?"
Knowing that he had misunderstood, Lily shook her head calmly and said, "It's not for those two people."
She grabbed his hands and looked down at his slender and strong fingers. Even his fingertips had glamour. Lily tilted her head and smiled.
He thought, "So lovely.
Even this man's bones are so delicate."
Henry stared at her deeply, without inquiring into the root of the matter. He asked with a pleasant voice, "If you ask me, I will make the Whitman family and the Defoe family disappear from Chicago from then on."