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“Lizzy!”
Seeing her collapse without moving, John’s expression changed instantly.
He rushed forward and pulled her tightly into his arms. “Where did you hit yourself? Does it hurt? I’m taking you to the hospital!”
“John…”
Elsa cast a haughty glance at Lily, but when she looked back at John, her eyes were filled with stubbornness and pain. “No need to go to the hospital. I just twisted my ankle; You don’t need to worry about me. I crossed the line. I keep wishing you’d spend more time with me. But I guess I’ve just been making you unhappy. I’ll try not to bother you anymore. I really can manage on my own.”
As she spoke, she tried to get up from the floor.
But she couldn’t. Her legs gave out, and she crumpled to the ground.
The woman who was once proud, untouchable, and full of fire had become a shadow of herself-yet John still turned his back on her.
Lily had indeed been making quite a scene lately. But they had a whole lifetime ahead of them. Whatever misunderstandings or issues there were, they’d figure it out eventually.
She loved him so much. No matter how fierce her temper, their relationship would never spiral out of his control.
But Elsa was running on fumes. Even the smallest accident could be fatal.
If his neglect caused her to leave this world earlier than she should… he would never forgive himself.
After a moment of internal struggle, he finally lifted Elsa into his arms with care. He looked over at Lily and said calmly, “Lizzy twisted her ankle. I’m taking her to the hospital. I’ll meet you at the hotel later.
“I don’t need you to come find me! I-“
John was too worried about Elsa, walking too fast. Before Lily could finish her sentence, he was already gone, carrying Elsa far into the distance.
Watching the two of them disappear. Lily let out a bitter laugh.
Elsa really was so fragile.
Fragile in her show of defiance, fragile in her silent middle finger.
Well, if he wanted to dote on that delicate Elsa, never leaving her side-so be it.
That would just make Lily’s world quieter.
The two bottles of hard liquor had really hit her. Her vision was doubled.
She didn’t return to the dinner party. Instead, she sent a message to the director and called a car back to First Hotel in Capital City.
The taxi was stuffy, and when she got out, her head spun even worse.
Lily staggered along the wall until she reached the door to her hotel room. Just as she was about to open it, she saw someone standing nearby.
It was Simon.
Their eyes met, and Simon’s usually carefree, handsome face instantly stiffened with discomfort.
After his meeting tonight, he didn’t even know why-somehow, he’d ended up outside Lily’s hotel room.
He was about to pretend he’d come here for something else and walk away when the strong smell of alcohol hit him.
She was swaying, clearly very drunk.
His expression darkened. “Lily, why did you drink so much?”
“Get out of my way!”
Lily was getting drunker by the second; her head buzzed so loud she couldn’t make out a word he was saying.
Simon seemed to multiply before her eyes.
He swayed back and forth with the hotel room door, making it hard to tell whether he was standing to her left or her right..
Her head felt unbearably heavy; all she wanted was to collapse into the soft hotel bed and sleep until the world ended.
Guessing there was no one blocking her on one, side, she stumbled in that direction.
Unfortunately, she guessed wrong-Simon was standing right there.
She lurched forward and smacked her head right into his chest.
As luck would have it, her left pearl earring snagged and slipped down inside his collar.
“My earring…”
If it were any other earring, she might’ve let it go. But this was her favorite pair of pearl earrings. Losing one meant she couldn’t wear them anymore-she had to get it back.
Her mind was a fog; she didn’t even know what day it was-she just wanted her earring.
Realizing it had slipped down into his shirt collar, she instinctively reached for it.
Her voice slurred, and Simon couldn’t understand what she said.
But he could clearly see-and feel-her soft, delicate hand brushing his collar,
Simon froze. The pale skin behind his ears turned a deep red, like fine marble scorched by fire, or expensive silk glowing under the setting sun.
He stood there, stiff as a statue for half a minute, before speaking with clear discomfort. “Lily, what the heck are you trying to do?”
Lily was focused on retrieving her earring and didn’t respond.
Simon usually buttoned his shirt up to the second button.
Lily thought her earring was just inside; after tugging at his collar, her slender fingers moved and undid that second button.
If she were sober, even if she adored that pair of pearl earrings, she’d never have unbuttoned Simon’s shirt.
But now, she was so drunk she could barely recognize the person in front of her as a real human being.
Simon hadn’t expected her to just tug his collar-he was stunned when she actually unbuttoned the top of his shirt.
His body tensed even more, hard as stone.
He avoided looking at her brazen little hand, his ears still burning.
But when her fingertip brushed over his collarbone, a shiver ran through him, impossible to ignore.
He shut his eyes, lashes trembling, and asked again, “What exactly are you trying to do?”
She didn’t say a word, just clung to his shirt and stared at his faintly visible chest.
Simon turned his face away once more. She’s doing this on purpose.
In all his twenty-six years, no woman had ever unbuttoned his shirt or touched his collarbone.
He didn’t want Lily-the woman who’d stolen his first kiss and never appreciated it-getting the upper hand.
He knew he should push her away.
But it was as if he were under a spell. Normally, he could toss her aside with one hand. But now, he couldn’t even lift a finger.
Worse yet, he found himself wondering if his body was attractive in her eyes.
As the Bale family’s sole heir, he’d received only the best education from a young age.
In addition to academics, he had training in management, etiquette, and physical fitness-he never missed a lesson.
He was in top physical shape.
Though not bulky or overbuilt, his muscles were well-defined and lean. Back in college, he’d competed in swimming events, and girls had screamed themselves hoarse.
Based on those reactions, his physique was at least decent.
He had a sculpted chest, an eight-pack, and a well-cut Adonis belt-definitely enough to be confident.
Lily might think so too. Now that he was sure his body wouldn’t embarrass him-or offend her eyes-Simon finally began to relax a little.
Still, it was his first time in a situation like this, so he blushed as he warned her, “Lily, we’re in the hallway. There are security cameras. Don’t do anything stupid.”
Lily’s head spun even more. She had no idea what nonsense Simon was babbling.
All she knew was that she’d clearly seen her pearl earring fall here just now. So why was it gone after Fundid the button?
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