All Chapters of My Cold Husband : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

The sky was painted in hues of deep orange and soft lavender as the sun dipped below the horizon. The grounds were cast in long shadows, and the air carried a biting chill. Lily stood by one of the grand windows in the drawing room, her arms wrapped around herself as she gazed out at the vast expanse of the building's gardens. There was something unsettling about the way the shadows seemed to move tonight.Aaron was seated on the edge of one of the leather armchairs, a phone in his hand as he spoke quietly to someone on the other end. His voice was low and clipped, his usual calm edge fraying slightly with each passing moment. Damian leaned against the mantelpiece, his sharp gaze fixed on Aaron as if trying to glean information from the one-sided conversation.When Aaron finally ended the call, he exhaled sharply and rubbed a hand over his face. "The man we caught lurking near the gates last night? He had nothing on him. No ID, no phone, nothing that could give us a lead."Damian cro

Aaron stepped inside Lily's room, his expression softened by the dim glow of her bedside light."Lily? What’s wrong?"She hesitated, her voice trembling. "Aaron... can I trust you? Truly? Completely?"Aaron froze for a moment from the direct and sudden question, his silver eyes searching her face. He stepped closer and knelt beside her bed. "Lily, I need you to trust me. Please. I promise... when the time is right, I'll tell you everything. But for now, you have to believe in me. I know you're confused, love, but trust me."His voice was low, steady, and for a moment, it anchored her fears. Lily nodded faintly, though the doubt still lingered at the edges of her mind.Aaron brushed a strand of hair from her face and stood. "Get some rest. I'll be outside if you need me,"As the door closed softly behind him, Lily lay back against her pillows, staring into the darkness, her thoughts still restless.Outside her window, the wind howled, carrying with it the promise of a storm already br

She didn’t know if she was more scared of the danger she was in or of the way Aaron was looking at her now. Was she finally a burden to him? Was he regretting keeping her and protecting her?Aaron disappeared into his study, closing the door behind him with a soft click. Inside the quiet space, the weight of the world seemed to settle onto his shoulders. His fingers hovered over the phone for a moment, his mind racing. He glanced at the door, ensuring no one could overhear, and then dialed the number.The call rang twice before someone picked up, their voice muffled but cold.“Got me, little boy??” the voice on the other end asked, unbothered, almost indifferent.Aaron’s voice was low, almost a growl. “You listen to me,” he began, his words sharp, each syllable laced with venom. “You stay the hell away from Lily. Don’t even think about coming near her again. You’ve pushed me too far this time.”There was a long pause on the other end, but Aaron wasn’t waiting for an apology or excuse.

Before she could decide whether to step inside, he turned, and she quickly ducked out of sight. Her heart pounded as she pressed herself against the wall, listening to the sound of his footsteps retreating down the hall.Lily exhaled shakily, her curiosity only growing.The rain had finally stopped, but the gray clouds lingered over the building, casting long shadows across the grounds. Lily sat by her window, staring out at the garden. The events of the past few days weighed heavily on her. Aaron’s cryptic words, the man who had tried to grab her, and now his constant insistence that she stay indoors-it was suffocating.Her trust in him was beginning to waver. Aaron said he was protecting her, but from what? Or who? And why did she feel like he was protecting something else just as fiercely?A knock on the door broke her thoughts. Damian entered, his usual stoic expression in place.“Get ready,” he said. “Mr. Knight wants you downstairs.”“For what?” Lily asked, frowning at the order

Lily was sitting on the sofa, curled up in a blanket as usual these days, she recalled how long it had been since she went out-like actually went out-for a coffee, for a stroll, for her college. As she recalled the days she used to walk to university and attend classes, the sound of the door clicking behind her broke her thoughts.Aaron entered the room quietly, his footsteps soft on the wooden floor. His sleeves were rolled up as usual, but the tension in his posture was more pronounced.Lily looked up, startled by his sudden appearance. “You’re back.”“I never left,” Aaron replied, his voice calm but distant. He sat on the armchair across from her, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, his piercing silver eyes fixed on her. “What’s wrong, love?”"Stop calling me-""Love.' Aaron cut her off "I wont. Now tell me what's wrong."Lily frowned, wrapping her arms tighter around herself. “You keep asking that, but you’re the one who’s always...distant. It’s like you’re carrying the