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Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier)

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Chapter 278

Lily smiled at Terence, "Since Mr. and Mrs. Devereux Senior like a lively atmosphere, and they can't stand quiet

for long, I'll let Maryanne stay for a couple of days before going back." "Why aren't you staying at home?"

Maryanne squinted her eyes. "Did Dad kick you out? Were you two arguing that badly? Do you wantto go

back and take the blfor you?" He suppressed the strange feeling in his chest, lowered his gaze, and no

longer looked at Lily. Maryanne's teasing made her laugh.

"You always say you have thick skin and can take the blfor me, so go ahead and take a few words."

Maryanne rolled her eyes. "My thick skin is for myself. Why should | take the blfor you? Unless you give me

more pocket money next month."

She needed more subsidies for Lily. This small place was so uncomfortable for her! Lily had to be out of money.

Amused by the sibling banter, Lily secretly hoped Maryanne would stay. It was easy to overthink when alone at

night.

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At 10:00p.m., Lily went into the kitchen after dinner to clean up, with Terence following her in to help.

"Did Maryanne tell you about my argument with my family?" Terence initiated the conversation.

Lily hadn't planned to ask, but since he brought it up, she asked out of concern, "Did Mr. Devereux Senior find

out you're managing Lupier?"

He hesitated before shaking his head and smiling. "It's not about work. It's personal."

"He must be anxious about your future," she said, placing the dishes into the sink. She turned on the faucet and

teased him lightly. "You're so outstanding that There's no need to worry, but they always can't help but feel

anxious as parents.........."

Her words carried a hint of concem, but she was careful not to cross any boundaries. Yet, that care caused a

trace of loneliness to flicker in Terence's eyes.

"Lily..." He suddenly interrupted her.

Lily stopped and tumed around, "What's wrong?

He swallowed, paused momentarily, and then extended his hand toward her. "I'll wash them."

"No need." Lily blocked his hand. "I'll finish soon.

"Maryanne said you and Xavier haven't divorced yet." His voice was

e was soft

Even with his soft tone, the atmosphere in the kitchen immediately grew tense.

Lily's actions paused for a moment before she resumed. "Yes. Something cup. He might not want to be

accused of cheating, so he wants to trace the source of those photos and videos. He promised to investigate and

get to the bottom of it within a month before discussing divorce."

Although she never told Terence the full story of her divorce from Xavier, she knew he had probably heard

something from Maryanne by now, They had known each other for a long time, and he had helped her a lot, so it

felt wrong to keep hiding things from him. She decided to be open.

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"If he really proves that he didn't cheat, would you believe him?" Terence's dark eyes locked onto her.

Her back seemed thin, her side profile gentle and exquisite, but the expression of forced bravery on her face

faltered for a moment.

If Xavier really hadn't cheated, would she believe him? Would she forgive him? This was something Lily had

never considered or even thought about

The relationship between Xavier and Sarah had beca thorn in her heart. If he wasn't cheating, what was it?

Did they just have a close friendship? A friendship that was closer than with her, his wife?

"Terence!" Maryanne suddenly shouted. "Your phone's ringing!"

Upon seeing her silence, Terence furrowed his brows, understanding the situation.

"I'll go now. You two should rest early," he said, tuming to the living room. Then, he picked up his phone and

walked out.

As he exited the building, his white shirt stood out in the night, his handsome, gentle face reflecting a deep

loneliness. He walked past the streetlights, his shados stretching long, solitary.