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Elsa’s intrusion made Lily’s disgust clear. She couldn’t bother hiding her disdain.
Elsa, normally so proud and haughty, showed no sign of leaving.
She lifted her chin, her beautiful eyes filled with scorn and contempt.
“Lily, I actually really dislike you. You seduced John while I was abroad-you’re shameless. But stolen things don’t last. Sooner or later, what’s mine will come back to me.”
Lily felt sick hearing that.
Four years ago, she’d overheard Elsa telling her mother she had to go abroad to escape “the cripple.”
And now she dared stand there and pretend to have the moral high ground?
But Lily didn’t have time to respond.
Because right then, Elsa pulled a pair of scissors out from beneath the dress.
She snapped.
In a flash, she began tearing Lily’s wedding dress to shreds.
Then, she turned the blade on herself, plunging the sharp tip into her own hand.
She didn’t hold back-blood immediately soaked into the ruined white fabric.
“Lily…”
John had just arrived with the medicine.
He pushed open the half-shut door-
And what he saw froze him in place.
The bloody scissors.
The ruined wedding dress.
Elsa, bleeding profusely from her hand.
And Lily-just standing there, watching coldly.
“Elsa, what happened?”
The moment John saw the blood, his expression changed drastically. He didn’t even bother handing Lily the medicine anymore. He rushed forward and grabbed Elsa’s hand, carefully checking her wound.
“John, don’t blame Lily.”
Elsa lifted her chin, her beautiful face tinged with a fragile pride.
“It’s my fault. It’s all my fault… Just like Lily said, someone like me, on the verge of death, really is disgusting. I borrowed her wedding dress, and she said it was bad luck. She’s right. Don’t blame her… it’s all because I’m dirty. I deserve this…”
With those words, she made it sound like she was taking all the blame.
But really, she was painting Lily as something far worse.
The implication was clear: she was hurt because of Lily.
That Lily had belittled her, humiliated her, trampled all over her dignity.
Sure enough, John’s face-so handsome it could’ve been the final project of a goddess-darkened like a storm swallowing a city.
A chill swept in, freezing everything.
“Lily, I was the one who lent Elsa the dress. She’s seriously ill, and you still insulted her and went so far as to stab her? Apologize to her!”
“I didn’t stab her. She’s lying.”
Lily had quietly recorded a video earlier.
But her phone had only 2% battery left, and the second the recording finished, it powered off.
She knew John only believed Elsa.
She didn’t want to waste breath arguing. All she wanted was to get her phone charged and shove the evidence in Elsa’s face.
“Lily, when did you become like this?”
John looked at her scrolling on her phone without the slightest hint of remorse, and the frost in his eyes deepened.
He yanked the phone from her hands and smashed it on the floor. “You keep hurting Elsa and still won’t admit it… This toxic, shameless side of you-disgusting!”
Toxic. Disgusting.
The words cut deeper than blades, and for a second, Lily forgot all about picking up her shattered phone.
She knew his heart had been leaning away for a long time.
But after four years of clinging to each other through life and death, she’d never thought the day would come where he’d look her in the eye and call her disgusting.
“I’ve got proof. Elsa set me up.”
Lily tilted her head back, fighting back tears for a long moment before she managed to speak again.
“You call me disgusting, but what about you? No matter what Elsa says, you believe her. Even without evidence, you’ll stand by her no matter what. You believe her so much-if she said you were a dog, would you bark for her?”
“Lily!”
John’s eyes flooded with fury. Her stubbornness, her defiance-it infuriated him.
“John, it hurts…”
Elsa staggered, her voice frail.
As she bent over weakly, the gold-trimmed pendant she wore slipped out of her blouse.
Lily knew there was no reasoning with Elsa. She’d never give back her parents’ keepsake willingly.
So she moved fast. The moment her phone was plugged in, she darted forward, trying to snatch it back.
“What are you doing to Elsa now?”
John thought she was going to hurt her again.
He yanked Elsa behind him and shoved Lily hard without thinking.
Her injured forehead slammed right into the edge of a low cabinet.
The wound that hadn’t even fully healed split open again-blood flowed instantly.
“Lily…”
Seeing her bleed, John’s rage vanished into a pit of pain.
His chest twisted in guilt, like needles stabbing over and over.
“John, don’t worry about me,” Elsa whispered hoarsely. “I am disgusting. I deserve it. Even if it kills me, I deserve it… Ugh-“
She suddenly spat out a huge mouthful of blood.
“Elsa!”
Blood trickled down her lips in thick, red drops.
John couldn’t look at Lily anymore.
He didn’t like seeing her hurt.
But she wasn’t going to die. And she would never leave him.
Elsa, though… her body was failing fast. She could close her eyes for good at any moment.
She was his first love. His teenage moonlight. Even if he’d been disappointed in her, given up on her, he couldn’t bear the thought of her dying so young.
Without another word, he swept her into his arms and rushed out of the room.
This time, Lily’s head really hurt.
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