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He couldn’t stand any physical contact with men-any man other than Leila.
But she was convinced he could only be with men. There was no point in explaining.
So he just gave a muffled reply. “Yeah.”
“You have to eat well from now on…”
Lily normally didn’t say much to James.
But now that they were parting ways, the overwhelming sorrow and lingering attachment made her ramble endlessly. “Don’t drink. It’s bad for your health. If something upsets you, don’t bottle it up-just say it. And don’t spend all your time chasing money. You should enjoy life too. You have to treat yourself well-really well.”
“Okay.”
James’s arms tightened around her. His voice, too, was tinged with a heavy rasp. “You too, Lily.”
“Don’t be afraid to spend money. And don’t even think about saving it for some guy. The most important thing is to love yourself.”
Lily wasn’t stupid. No way she’d let some random guy blow through her money.
Most of the dividends she received-she planned to find a way to return them to him. The rest would be for raising her baby.
Her child would grow up without a father. She already felt guilty enough. The least she could do was make sure her little one never lacked for anything.
With her face pressed tightly against his chest, feeling the strong, steady rhythm of his heartbeat, Lily wished time could just stop.
But time never stops for anyone.
No matter how deep the love, if it’s one-sided, it only brings more pain.
After holding him for a long while, afraid of missing her flight, she finally let go, eyes red with unshed tears.
“James… take care of yourself. Goodbye.”
People say goodbye all the time.
But how many of those goodbyes are ever followed by a reunion?
She and James had said goodbye-but this might really be the end.
From now on, he’d rule the business world in the heart of Capital City, while she’d grow vegetables and tend flowers in a quiet little town. They’d become two parallel lines, never to cross again.
She was afraid that if she saw that deeply engraved, unforgettable face one more time, she wouldn’t be able to walk away. She’d shamelessly cling to him, even knowing he only liked men.
So after leaving his arms, she didn’t dare look back. She walked away as fast as she could.
“Lily…”
The moment his arms were empty, James felt hollow inside.
He instinctively took a step forward, wanting to grab her hand and pull her back into his arms.
But even if he did, then what?
She wouldn’t be happy.
Only a life with Jackson would give her the happiness she deserved.
The sunlight fell on him, but he felt no warmth at all.
With trembling fingers, he slowly withdrew his hand. His icy fingers pressed against the emptiness in his chest.
The cold from his fingertips crept deep into his heart, and the stabbing pain forced him to double over.
It was a long while before he slowly straightened.
He stood there like he’d lost his soul, frozen in place for a long, long time.
Only when Lily’s flight became a tiny white speck in the distance, vanishing into the sky, did he finally turn around, filled with desolation, and drive away…
Lily didn’t remember something very important until she was already seated in first class.
The day she’d gone for her prenatal checkup, she had carelessly left the report on the bookshelf.
And today, with James watching her so closely-his eyes clearly urging her to hurry up and leave the Luke family-she had packed in a rush and completely forgot to bring it.
What if James found that report?
Would he chase her down just to force her to get rid of the baby?
Lily’s heart pounded with panic.
He was so repulsed by her-he probably wouldn’t step foot into her room after she left, right?
The maids in the manor wouldn’t go snooping around on her bookshelf either. That prenatal report probably wouldn’t be found.
With that thought, her anxious heart began to settle again. She slipped on her eye mask and leaned back to rest…
James had a faint sense that now that Lily had moved out of the Luke family home, she probably wouldn’t return.
Because when she was packing, he noticed-she took her parents’ keepsakes with her.
That princess-themed bedroom… it had been specially prepared for her by Nancy.
Even though Lily would be living with Jackson now and never return to the Luke family, James knew-he had no right to barge into her room.
But he missed her too much. And late at night, when everything was quiet, he couldn’t stop himself.
“Lily…”
It felt like he was possessed. The moment he pushed the door open, he half hoped she’d be standing there with a bright smile, throwing herself into his arms, saying, James, I’m right here!
But when the cracked door swung open, and warm lamplight spilled into the room, all it illuminated was emptiness and cold detachment.
The room was spacious. A princess bed, draped with pink floral sheets, sat quietly in the center. On it, a plush dog nearly as large as she was rested against the pillows.
Clearly, she’d been sleeping with that stuffed dog in her arms all this time.”
Unable to help himself, James stepped forward and picked it up. It still carried the faint, sweet scent of her.
But she would never stand beside him again. Never run into his arms again.
He held the stuffed dog for a long, long time before letting it slip from his grasp like a lost dream.
He turned to leave-but his feet carried him to her bookshelf.
It was also a soft pink, decorated with hand-drawn sketches any girl would love.
Lifting his gaze, he noticed a particular book on the shelf.
He remembered when they still knew each other as Elias and Lily-back before he learned she was Leila- she once told him she’d had a phase where she adored the poet Nalan Xingde. She admired his deep loyalty and devotion.
But love that deep rarely ends well.
Nalan had never lived to grow old with the one he loved.
She had once said she hoped that when she grew old with the person she loved, they’d still be able to watch the sunset together.
As memories of their intimate conversations came flooding back, James’s cold phoenix eyes turned a deep, bloodshot red.
Reaching up, he carefully took down the book-only for a sheet of paper to flutter to the ground.
It was a medical report.
His eyes dropped to it, and the first thing he saw were two stark words: progesterone test.
Progesterone?
James’s pupils contracted sharply.
He didn’t have kids before, but he knew enough to recognize what that meant. Women took progesterone tests after getting pregnant.
But Lily was infertile-so why would she take this kind of test?
His first instinct was that this report didn’t belong to her.
He tried to prove that to himself.
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