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“Lily, I shouldn’t have done that to you.”
He stepped closer, trying to pull her into his arms.
But she flinched back with raw instinct, scooting away.
Even with her back pressed to the wall, she still fought to retreat from him.
Her beautiful eyes, always soft and bright, were now filled with hatred.
That hatred burned him-scorched his chest and stole his breath.
He stood stunned for a moment.
But then, slowly, he stepped forward again and gently gathered her trembling form into his arms.
“I won’t force you again. I meant what I said-after we’re married, we’ll be a real couple. Not before. But from now on, don’t see Simon again, and stop thinking about him.”
“Let go of me!”
Lily had always despised that weirdo Simon-there was no way she’d ever “think about” him.
But that didn’t mean she wanted to be in John’s arms.
The scent of Elsa’s perfume still lingered on his body, and it made her skin crawl.
“John, you just slept with Elsa and then forced yourself on me. You’re disgusting.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
John frowned. “I only take care of Elsa out of pity. Nothing has ever happened between us. How could I possibly sleep with her? Can you stop overthinking everything?”
Lily didn’t respond right away.
Her mind wandered back to that phone call tonight.
She had only heard Elsa’s moans-John’s voice never came through. It was possible Elsa faked those sounds on purpose.
Maybe they hadn’t actually slept together tonight.
But so what?
Even if they hadn’t crossed that line, it didn’t erase the fact that, while she and John were still together, he’d thrown Elsa a wedding just to make her happy.
He’d let Elsa sit on his lap in the office, kiss him, massage her ankle, tie her shoelaces, and buy her strawberry cake.
A man didn’t have to sleep with another woman to cheat.
There were emotional betrayals-lines you crossed that still counted as infidelity.
“Lily, stop making a scene.”
Snapped out of her thoughts, she heard his voice again. “Move back home. I’ll have someone go to the hotel and pack your things.”
“We’ve already broken up.”
Lily paused for just a beat, then said coldly, “I don’t have some kind of kink where I stay friends with my ex or keep entangling myself with them. You want to take care of Elsa? Good. We’re done now-go devote yourself to her. As for us… we have nothing left.”
“Lily, how long are you planning to keep this up? I’m not breaking up with you!”
John hadn’t expected her to keep pushing. His dark eyes, which had just calmed, flared red again with a warning fury.
There it was again-she was the one “making a scene.”
Every time John said that, she found it absurd.
But tonight, she was too drained to laugh.
She simply tilted her head up and stared at him, eyes cold and sharp. “You won’t break up with me? Then can you stop seeing Elsa? Can you stop hugging her, stop kissing her, stop rushing to her every time she calls?”
John’s brows furrowed deeply. “Elsa only has six months left. Her final wish is for me to stay by her side. Why do you have to be so petty with someone who’s dying? Why-“
“Elsa sure has a lot of final wishes.”
Lily didn’t let him finish. Her tone was cool, her gaze distant. “Her wish is for you to stay with her until the end. Her wish is to marry you. Her wish is to voice Siren. So what if her wish is to sleep with you? To get legally married? To have a child? You going to grant her those too?”
“Lily, you’re being ridiculous!”
John’s voice grew sharp, his frown deepening like it could cut glass.
He wasn’t someone who liked explaining himself to others. But he didn’t want to lose Lily, so he forced himself to say, “I’m not marrying Elsa. I’ll never sleep with her. I won’t let her set foot in this house and disturb you again. Can you please stop-“
Before he could finish, his phone rang loudly, urgent and sharp.
The caller ID flashed: Elsa.
John’s dark eyes showed a flicker of hesitation-but after a moment’s pause, he picked up.
Lily saw the name too.
She couldn’t hear what Elsa said on the other end. All she heard was him saying, “Elsa, don’t worry. I’m on my way.”
And just like that, he grabbed his car keys and rushed out without even bothering to grab his coat.
Lily’s lips curled into a bitter smile as she slowly closed her eyes.
He sure was “innocent” with her. No matter the time-even in the middle of the night-he came running the second she called.
She didn’t want to stay here any longer. herself was impossible.
All she could do was lie on the bed and wait until her strength returned.
She hadn’t expected to fall asleep.
When she opened her eyes again, sunlight was already spilling across the sky.
There was no way she could leave wearing nothing but her sleepwear. But when she saw that John had prepared clothes for her, she didn’t hesitate. She changed quickly and got ready to go.
Her phone had also been taken by John.
Snatching it from the nightstand, Lily walked quickly toward the door.
She didn’t expect to run into Elsa in the hallway.
Elsa-wrapped in nothing but a bath towel.
John was right beside her.
Elsa’s face, always elegant and radiant, now wore a carefully crafted vulnerability, her eyes red as she threw herself into John’s arms.
“John, I was so scared… Can you hold me?”
John didn’t push her away.
Watching them wrapped around each other, Lily felt nothing but relief. She had once been in pain- excruciating, soul-ripping pain-but not once had she considered turning back.
Because every step taken back… would lead straight into a bottomless abyss.
What a joke. Just last night, John had promised he wouldn’t let Elsa set foot in their marital home. Now, this morning, she was here-wearing only a towel, like it was her palace.
“Lily…”
Only when Lily let out a short, amused laugh did the entangled pair finally notice her.
John quickly released Elsa and stepped away.
Elsa, her eyes still wet, looked at Lily and explained sweetly, “Lily, it’s not what you think. There’s nothing between me and John. I got dirty after being rear-ended and just needed a quick shower.”
Her tone was calm and sincere, but her sultry Nirvana eyes were filled with blatant provocation.
It was obvious-she’d done this on purpose.
The towel, the timing-it was all calculated. She was hoping to spark something with John.
Lily didn’t bother arguing.
There was no point.
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