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Must be the lack of ventilation in the room
He just needed to crack open a window in the study.
“All right. Simon has good character. You can try things out with him,” he said.
James was about to head into the study when he suddenly remembered how Simon had left early tonight and Lily had been forcibly dragged off by John.
He paused and added, businesslike. “This is my phone number. Save it. If you ever run into danger again. call me.”
“You agreeing to the divorce makes me happy. As thanks, I’ll make sure you’re safe until the divorce is finalized.
Lily’s mouth opened slightly.
She wanted to say that he’d been unfairly dragged into this marriage and that it was only right for her to agree to the divorce. He didn’t owe her anything.
But she could tell he wasn’t in the mood for conversation, and if she ever ran into another mess like tonight, calling him really would keep her safer. So she quickly memorized his number
“I saved it. You should get some rest.
Once she’d saved the number, Lily took another step-back. “Don’t worry. Even if things don’t work out with Simon, I’ll find someone else soon. I’ll make sure Grandpa and Grandma agree to the divorce”
His chest still felt tight, but James was satisfied with her attitude.
He withdrew his gaze without another word and walked into the study.
In front of Lily, he’d been as cold as ever.
But once he stepped into the study, for the first time in a while, a hint of warmth flickered across his usually frosty expression.
His Leila, Her Lily
Thinking about how Leila still hadn’t replied to any of his messages, the always calm and composed James felt an unusual wave of anxiety.
He’d always known how to keep a proper distance in his relationships with others. And he understood that Leila likely hadn’t replied because she was busy
It was already late at night-she had probably gone to bed. If he kept messaging her, it might disturb her rest, or worse, make her annoyed with him.
But being unable to reach her… the intense unease and longing gnawed at his chest until he couldn’t help himself he sent her a few more messages,
“Leila, are you asleep? If you’re still awake, just send me a quick reply.”
In front of others, James was always reserved, cold, and almost emotionless. But in front of Leila, he was just another man trapped in love, tangled in longing and confusion
Still no reply.
He lowered himself further, his pride slipping away with each word. “I’m really worried about you.”
He was so worried that if she didn’t reply, he wouldn’t be able to sleep a wink tonight.
He was even prepared to use his contacts to find her real identity and fly to her side in the middle of the night.
Earlier tonight. Lily’s phone had been tossed aside by John at Gold Towers.
While she was changing at the hotel, James had returned her phone to her.
At the time, she was feverish and groggy and hadn’t noticed any of the unread messages.
Now that the medicine had taken effect and her mind was clear, she finally picked it up to check-and saw dozens of messages from James, all filled with concern.
Her heart warmed instantly. Knowing he’d been worried for so long made her feel guilty.
She quickly replied: “James, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
James had just dialed his assistant’s number from the study.
As soon as Lily’s message came through, he told his assistant to stop digging into Leila’s background. Then another message arrived “Sorry, I had something going on tonight and didn’t check my phone” Staring at those neat little characters on the screen, James couldn’t help pressing a hand against his chest. It was strange, really.
He hadn’t even met Leila in person, and yet just reading her texts filled him with warmth and happiness,
And relief. Immense, overwhelming relief.
As long as she was safe.
+10 Fraw Com.
Lily didn’t dare vent about the blind date to James directly. But James was her best friend-and venting about weirdos behind their backs with your best friend was just the best.
Smuggling into her blankets with a grin, she typed. “I went on a blind date tonight.”
A blind date?
A wave of sourness surged up from James’s chest like acid making his fingers tremble. The phone nearly slipped from his hand.
But right along with that bitterness came another thought-something far more urgent.
Lily had gone on a blind date tonight.
And she’d run into a string of misfortunes. Her phone had been thrown at Gold Towers. And all this time, Leila hadn’t messaged him back.
Then Lily woke up, and Leila sent him a message.
Could it be-was he right all along? Was Lily really Leila!
Leila, you’re Lily, aren’t you?
James typed out the message and was about to send i
When her next message came in.
“Tonight was rough. My blind date was a total weirdo, and on the way back, I got hitten by a mad dog.”
The excitement in James’s chest was instantly drowned by a flood of shame and self-loathing
He’d actually started to believe again that Lily might be Leila….
He really was losing his mind.
Leila and Lily were nothing alike. Their personalities, the way they expressed themselves-tolly different.
And tonight, Lily had seemed to get along just fine with Simon. Meanwhile, Leila had met a weirdo. How could they possibly be the same person?
Still, knowing Leila’s blind date was a disaster made him unreasonably happy.
If it went poorly, then she was less likely to see the guy again
But when he saw her say she’d been bitten by a dog, he felt a stab of pain. Worry surged up in his chest and he typed almost frantically: “You got bitten by a dog? Are you okay? Did it hurt? Did you get a rabies shot”
Honestly, the whole night had been miserable for Lily.
Simon had been a walking red flag. John had tried to drag her away, and then she ran into Mathilda and the others. She’d felt unlucky and disgusted.
But now, seeing those messages-each one filled with concern-her heart felt like the sun had finally come out, bright and warm.
In her eyes, people like John, Mathilda, and Jonah were the real mad dogs
No rabies shot needed for dealing with them.
Still, she didn’t want James to worry, so she grinned and replied. “Yeah, I got the shot. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
Though deep down, the whole experience still left a bitter aftertaste.
James stared at her message, his gaze deep and unreadable.
The worry wouldn’t leave him.
In his eyes. Leila was a sweet, gentle girl-definitely not someone with a high pain tolerance.
If she said it didn’t hurt, it was probably just to stop him from worrying.
He was starting to think he’d gone completely mad. But all he could think about… was her.
He was going mad with the urge to see her.
They had already agreed to meet after the New Year, and he knew that asking to see her now-so suddenly -might come off as abrupt, maybe even alarming.
But even with all the self-control he prided himself on, he couldn’t hold back his longing.