"Valentino?" Lily’s face showed complete surprise and confusion at seeing the man who had rejected her the day before, standing at her door with a half-smile that seemed more fake than real. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to check on you," he lied casually. "I was worried about your condition. Can I come in?"
"Of course," she agreed, opening the door wider, as much as she could, since she was still in a wheelchair, waiting to recover fully. Even though it was too early to be discharged, she had made that decision anyway.
Valentino stepped into the house and took a seat on the couch in the living room. Lily wheeled herself to face him, her expression more sad than angry, considering how he had treated her the day before. However, his presence today suggested he still cared about her,
