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Chapter 187 – The Broken-Hearted She and The Icy He Novel Online Free

Posted on August 20, 2025 by admin

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He was just about to pull her beneath him, to fully surrender to the fire consuming him-when he realized she’d fallen asleep.

Somewhere in the chaos, without warning, she’d drifted off.

She wasn’t sober. Not in the slightest..

And what he’d just done-losing control like that-was already a violation of her boundaries.

He wasn’t a monster.

No matter how badly he burned, no matter how much he wanted her, there was no way he’d ever take advantage of her in her sleep.

Even with the fire roaring through every nerve, he forced himself to break the kiss. Carefully, gently, he laid her down on the soft mat beside him.

Then he sat by her side, unable to/stop tracing her face-memorizing her every feature with his fingertips, whispering his feelings in a low, reverent voice that trembled with sincerity,

“Leila, I really, truly like you, I want to be with you. Forever never leave me.”

“I’ll talk to my grandparents, my parents. I’ll make them accept you. Once I have the divorce papers, we’ll get married.”

As he spoke, he couldn’t resist brushing her dark, scarred check with his fingers

When they first met, she’d struck him as ngly… but adorable.

Honestly, in all his twenty-six years, he had never seen anyone uglier.

But now that he’d gotten used to her face, he no longer saw her as ugly-just impossibly endearing

She had scars. That meant she must’ve suffered something painful, something frightening. Thinking of her crying, afraid and helpless, made his heart ache with fury and tenderness,

It wasn’t just her soul he fell for. Her body, too, stirred something uncontrollable in him.

Maybe love really is blind, he thought. To me, no one in the world could be better than her.

But the more he loved her, the more shame he felt.

He knew-without question-that he wanted no one else but Leila.

And Leila could never be. Lily.

Still, when he held her, when he kissed her, that familiarity-those ghostly similarities-came rushing back

He hated himself for that. Hated that his heart kept drawing connections between Leila and Lily

He felt like he was betraying her just by thinking it.

The guilt crushed him.

He wanted to make it up to her. To love her even more fiercely. To treat her better than anyone ever had.

He also knew-deep down-that he didn’t deserve her.

He’d been married. He’d kissed Lily. touched her, only because her eyes and lips reminded him of Leila

That alone should disqualify me.

But he couldn’t let go.

All he could do now was spend his whole life making it right-loving her with everything he had.

He was afraid of waking her, so he didn’t say her name again. Instead, he simply held her delicate hand and squeezed it tighter, pouring all his promises into that silent grip.

A lifetime of loyalty. No betrayal. No regret. Until death.

Maybe it was because he stayed by her side, but Lily slept soundly, deeply, as if she hadn’t slept that well in years.

When she finally opened her eyes, night had fallen.

But there were lights inside the tent and soft glimmers dotting the mountainside. Above them, a sky full of stars scattered across the darkness.

It didn’t feel spooky or isolated at all-just peaceful.

Whether she was drunk or drugged, she never lost her memory.

As consciousness returned, so did the sharp sting of humiliation.

Every single word she’d said, every single shameless thing she’d done-rushed back like a tidal wave.

She kissed him.

Not just kissed.

She forced him to strip.

James was the picture of restraint and dignity-modest, reserved, honorable. There was no way he would’ve entertained her nonsense.

He must’ve refused her.

She was sure of it. He wouldn’t have wanted to expose himself or let her touch him.

And yet…

Lily squeezed her eyes shut in mortification, wishing she could disappear under the mat. Or better yet, bury herself ten feet deep.

She’d threatened him. Pushed him around. Unbuttoned his shirt.

And her hands…

She’d turned into some crazed wolf woman, pawing at his chest and abs for who knows how long. Then she passed out.

She didn’t know what happened after that.

She wasn’t exactly the calmest sleeper either.

But surely she hadn’t done anything too… outrageous in her sleep?

Most of his shirt buttons were fastened again.

Still, through the open collar, she could just barely make out faint scratch marks on his chest.

The scratch marks were obvious.

There was no doubt-they were from her.

She’d usually behaved herself when drunk over the past two years. So why the hell had she gone full wolf on him this time?

Her behavior was nothing short of criminal.

Lily quietly pinched her own damm hand.

She wanted to slap her mouth too, but that would be too obvious. If he saw, he’d know she remembered everything she did while drunk. And that was way too embarrassing. She had no choice but to pretend she’d blacked out.

The shame was so overwhelming, she forgot to even call him by his alias.

“James, 1…”

The moment she said his real name, her nerves spiked again, and she had no idea what to do with her hands or feet.

She scrambled to cover for herself. “I I saw your assistant Ashton on my phone once. I know your name’s James.”

The second he heard her say his name, his eyelids lifted sharply.

He didn’t know if it was just his imagination, but the way she flushed and called him James-it felt exactly like Lily.

How does she know my name?

But her next sentence cleared his doubt.

It made sense. He didn’t show his face in the media much, but Ashton often represented the Lu Corporation at press events. Ashton had brought them up the mountain today. If she recognized Ashton and guessed his identity, it wasn’t unreasonable.

“Mm.

He gave a low, casual reply, but he couldn’t stop thinking about the heat and chaos that had erupted inside the tent earlier. His face turned red again. He couldn’t even look her in the eye.

Lily was just as mortified, remembering all the shameless things she’d done.

She tried to test the waters. “L… Ithink I got a little drunk. I tend to black out when I drink. I probably didn’t say anything crazy

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