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Not because he wanted to be near her.
No-she was on his bed. He had nowhere else to go.
At first, he kept his gaze away, staring coldly at the blank wall.
But eventually, his eyes drifted back to her.
Her fever had gone down a bit after the IV, but her face was still flushed.
It looked like rouge had been brushed across pale porcelain-or like red maple leaves settling beneath moonlight.
Surprisingly… she didn’t look as ugly as usual.
Her lashes were long, naturally curled, like little fans.
And below them…
Past her delicate neck, he caught sight of her trembling, crimson lips.
That day in the hotel… she’d used those very lips to shamelessly steal his first kiss!
Simon’s ears burned red.
He yanked his face away, not wanting to look at those lips anymore.
But it was like he was under a spell. Moments later, his gaze found its way back.
And then-he reached out and touched them.
Just as soft and pillowy as he remembered.
“Lily!”
At that moment-
Elsa was staying in a luxury VIP suite at a private hospital. There was a lavish adjacent room for visitors.
John had promised to stay with her tonight, so naturally, he stayed in the next room.
After his shower, he realized he’d left his phone in Elsa’s room.
When he went to retrieve it, Elsa had just ended a call from Lily. She hadn’t deleted the call log yet, so she told him Lily had called but said nothing and hung up.
He dialed back immediately-but no one answered.
Alarmed, he had his men trace Lily’s phone location and rushed over-only to find out she had been in danger and that Simon had taken her away.
Without hesitation, he raced to Simon’s place.
And the moment he stepped in-he saw it.
She was curled up softly in Simon’s bed, and Simon was leaning down… his finger gently tracing her lips… the air charged with tension, like he was about to kiss her.
John was always cold and composed, rarely ever showing emotion.
But in that instant, a searing wave of jealousy ripped through him, burning his reason to ash.
He stepped forward and punched Simon square in the face.
“What the hell are you doing?! Simon, who gave you permission to touch her?!”
Noticing that Lily had fallen asleep and didn’t respond to Simon, the sourness in John’s chest faded slightly.
But the coldness on him remained untouched.
His voice was icy and sharp as he warned, “Lily is my girlfriend. Stay away from her.”
“If you ever touch her again, we’re done.”
While Simon stood stunned, John had already pulled Lily tightly into his arms and was walking away.
“John!”
Snapping out of it, Simon strode after him, long legs closing the distance quickly. “Lizzy doesn’t have much time left. She loves you so much, and yet you’re still tangled up with Lily-how do you think that makes her feel? Break up with Lily. Be there for Lizzy in her final days. She’s such a good person. If she dies with regrets, you’ll never forgive yourself!”
At the mention of Elsa, John’s steps paused slightly.
He didn’t want Elsa to carry regrets.
But he would never break up with Lily.
The corner of his lips curled into a cold sneer. “So I break up with Lily so you can be with her? Dream on.”
“Stop looking at my girlfriend. Or I won’t let it slide.”
“I…..”
Four years ago, John had been crippled in a car accident, and the cold-blooded Jones family abandoned him.
Two years ago, he’d stood up again. Coincidentally, at the same time, Pei’s cunning illegitimate son died in a car crash, and John-being the only heir of the Jones family-reclaimed his place in the family.
Now, John had wealth and status beyond imagination.
But the Bale family was no less powerful or wealthy than the Joneses. Simon wasn’t afraid of John’s threats.
Still, he absolutely hated Lily. To be accused of coveting her was absurd. That’s the only reason he hadn’t snapped back right away.
By the time he came to his senses, John had already carried Lily into the car.
Watching John’s vehicle speed away from his villa through the window, Simon pressed his hand to his chest.
Something there… felt uncomfortably tight.
He told himself it was just for Lizzy-he felt hurt on her behalf.
He wouldn’t let anyone hurt her again.
If Lily dared to steal her man again-or make her cry-he would never let her off the hook.
John brought Lily back to their marital home.
In a haze, Lily felt someone kiss her forehead.
She remembered being with Simon earlier, so she instinctively thought it was him.
The shock made her tense up. She hadn’t even opened her eyes yet when she croaked, “Simon, you-“
“Lily!”
Before she could finish, a dangerously cold voice cut her off.
Her eyes flew open-to meet John’s bloodshot, raging stare.
He knew what she’d been through tonight. And he knew she hadn’t been conscious when Simon touched her lips.
But hearing her murmur Simon’s name in her sleep made jealousy explode inside him.
“You moved to a hotel and started this breakup mess just to be with Simon, didn’t you? You’re my girlfriend. I’m never breaking up with you. Not in this life-not ever!”
He leaned in and suddenly crushed her lips with his.
“John, what the hell is wrong with you?!”
Only now did Lily realize it was John in front of her.
And this… was her old room.
From her point of view, John had already betrayed their relationship. As far as she was concerned, they’d already broken up. She didn’t want to kiss him.
Her body was weak-still soft and drained.
But she still used all her strength to try and push him away.
Her resistance only fanned the flames of John’s jealousy.
He gave her no chance to dodge, grabbing the back of her head and deepening the kiss ruthlessly, possessively.
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