Brad's POV
I watched Lily, waiting for her to ask me for help. I thought I would help her—she was my ex-wife, after all.
But she didn't look at anyone. She just stood there silently, like she had the day she left the villa—no, even more hopeless than that day.
I felt sympathy for her. I couldn't imagine how someone like her could survive without anyone to protect her.
'Hurry up and ask me for help, Lily,' I silently wished.
Unexpectedly, the restaurant manager beat me to it as she spoke to Emily, "Ma'am, I'm afraid we can't fulfill your request, but as compensation, we can waive the full cost of your meal today."
'What a meddler!' I snorted in annoyance.
The surprised look on Lily's face when she glanced at her manager made me feel very uncomfortable. It was like someone had stolen
