CHAPTER 60
LILY’S POV
After giving the two men a thorough look, I realized I certainly didn’t need help from people like them. They looked like rascals, dangerous ones at that. One had a thick cigarette caught between his stained teeth, polluting the air with the smoke and the other had bloodshot eyes like he hadn’t slept in days or was high on something. They even had grotesque tattoos scribbled carelessly on their faces and also had this dirty smirk as they looked at me that made my skin crawl in disgust.
“No, thank you. I appreciate the offer, but I just called my husband. He’s on his way,” I said as politely as possible, masking the nervous tension rising in my chest and pretending to wait for someone.
“Ooooh,” the one with a cigarette in his mouth said, feigning a playful shock as
