NovelEnglishChapter 347
Chapter 347
Was Lily and Terence hiding something?
"How is that possible?" Lily blurted it out and denied it immediately before asking Terence puzzledly, "Terence,
can help you?
Terence seemed caught off guard by her video call with Maryanne His initially tense expression froze
momentarily before he broke into a faint smile and took her phone from her.
"Stop overthinking things. | have a meeting later tonight, so | cby now to deliver ber birthday cake."
Birthday? Lily turned around and glanced at the calendar on the wall. Tomorrow was her birthday!
—- Con, Terence! Itold you to knock on her dont after midnight! Why are you here so early?" Maryanne was
fuming. "I wouldn't have let you deliver the cake if Mom and Dad hadn't grounded me. | would've done it mysel
"Tean't make it at midnight, and it'd be rude to disturb her rest that late," Terence reasoned calmly
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Despite his reasoning, it was still premature. It still wasn't her birthday yet. Maryanne was unwilling to let go as
she continued her tirade over the phone
Lily couldn't help but smile as she took her phone back. "The thought counts. An early slice of cake saves me
from being woken up at midnight. It's the best of both worlds." "Terence! I'm never asking you for help again!"
Maryanne yelled at Terence in frustration. She had been spoiled by her family, especially by Terence Maryanne's
protest was met with nothing but a faint smile at the comers of his lips.
He scolded her dotingly, "Don't be tic. It's late now. Get srest."
Maryanne had planned to stay up chatting with Lily until midnight, so she could witness her brother delivered the
cake and personally wished Lily a happy birthday. Now, her plans were ruined, and her excitement was deflated
"Lily, happy birthday! May you reach the pinnacle of life with success in both your career and love" she declared
in a bold and triumphant voice as she repeated her wishes several times before finally hanging up.
A sense of warmth spread through Lily's chest. She turned off her phone and slipped it into her pocket before
glancing back at Terence outside.
Only then did she notice his hands were empty. He leaned casually against the wall in a thin white shirt. Behind
him was a darkened stairwell, while he faced the warm light manating from her home.
His delicate and defined features were so pleasant to look at that even a fleeting glance felt comforting.
"Terence, where's the cake?"
Lily snapped out of her admiration. She felt guilty return to his work
ty for troublinge
troubling a busy person like him because of Maryanne's antics. She thought to let him set things down quickly so
he could
"The cake's in the car. | forgot to bring it up" Terence smiled awkwardly. "I'll go and get it now.
Lily turned around and grabbed her down jacket from the foyer. She put it on as she stepped outside. Tll come
with you to get it"
She wasn't that entitled. He had gone out of his way to bring her the cake, and she didn't want to make him
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She tollowed Terence into the elevator and hesitated before saying, "Terence, I'm sorry for troubling you to come
all this way this late and disrupting your work."
"No worries "Terence stood behind her. His tall and upright figure made the small elevator feel even more
confined.
Lily glanced at him through the reflection on the elevator walls. His dark eyes held a hint of unreadable emotion
Terence had always been a model brother. Her envy for Maryanne had never wavered. It was certainly a healthy
admiration that was tree of jealousy. Not only did she envy that Maryanne had such a great brother but also
great parents. She was lost in thought as she stepped out of the elevator. They exited the building one after
another.
The biting wind whipped around them as they stepped outside. He walked behind her, shielding her from the
brunt of it. The streetlights cast long and overlapping shadows as they walked.
His car was parked just outside the complex. It was a few minutes walking distance away
The night was eerily quiet, saved for the howling wind. Lily stuffed her hands in her pockets as she walked
ahead. The sound of his footsteps cfrom behind. He was unusually gelettonight. She turned around. The
wind blew her long hair into a messy cascade. Her pare was framed by strands of hair dancing in the air.
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