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Elsa had been completely caught up in the moment.
She had been waiting for him to take her completely. She never expected him to throw her off like that.
Caught off guard, she stumbled and fell hard to the floor.
Her temple hit the sharp corner of the coffee table.
Even though it didn’t break the skin, the pain and humiliation were too much to bear. She burst into tears.
John’s vision started to blur again.
It had to be the incense in the room.
He slashed his arm again and quickly got up to investigate.
Sure enough, there was a bottle of lit incense burning in the corner of the room.
He blew it out and threw open all the windows.
The cold night air hit his face, and his head finally cleared.
Elsa hadn’t expected him to find the incense. For once, her cool, beautiful face showed panic.
Gritting her teeth, she took advantage of his distraction-then smashed her temple again against the table’s sharp edge.
This time, she hit hard.
Blood began to drip from her forehead.
“Elsa, why would you light something like this?”
John turned to her, holding the bottle of incense, face dark with fury.
“I told you-I’d take care of you. I promised I’d be with you until the end.”
“But I have a girlfriend. I can’t cross that line with you. How could you do something so disgusting to me?”
“I…”
Elsa’s face turned deathly pale.
She was used to being treated like a princess by him-used to taking whatever she wanted. She couldn’t even imagine that one day, he’d speak to her like this. That he’d call her disgusting.
She had always been proud. Always seen herself as better than everyone else.
She couldn’t handle this kind of humiliation.
Tears streamed down her cold, delicate face,
She was crying-and it tugged at the heart. Especially with blood trickling down her forehead like a rose bleeding. It stirred pity deep in the bones.
Seeing her like this, John was struck by a pang of guilt.
She was terminally ill.
Even if what she had done tonight had crossed a line, he shouldn’t have spoken so harshly to her.
“John, do you think I’m disgusting and cheap-lighting incense like that just to sleep with you?”
As John stood there stunned, he heard her cold, self-deprecating voice again. “I think I’m disgusting too. I can’t believe I used the very trick I’ve always despised-on you, no less.”
She let out a bitter laugh. “It’s laughable, really. Me, Elsa-stooping so low just to have a man? I never thought I’d do something like this. I’ve always been above it. I just… I love you too much.”
“This could be my last birthday, and you- you forgot it completely. I was hurt. I was scared. I was restless. My heart felt like it was being ripped apart. I was terrified you’d leave me, that you’d never want me again. So I did something stupid. I just wanted a little sense of security. I wanted to really have you, even just once.”
“John, why won’t you want me? Is it because… you actually hate me?”
Elsa collapsed weakly to the floor, like a frozen rose shattered and withering.
How could John possibly bring himself to scold her now?
He brought over the first-aid kit and gently cleaned and treated her wound, speaking softly. “Elsa, I don’t hate you.”
“I promised I’d stay with you until the end. I won’t break that promise. I’ll take care of you and protect you. I won’t let you suffer anymore. But I have a girlfriend. I won’t betray her. So from now on, let’s just… get along, okay? Don’t do things like this again.”
“You really don’t hate me?”
Elsa looked up at him through teary eyes, her expression cold and uncertain.
John nodded.
He packed up the first-aid kit and was about to leave when she asked, her voice still proud but tinged with hesitation, “Then… can you hold me for a while?”
She was still undressed.
John felt it was inappropriate to hug her like this.
But she was dying, crying her heart out, and injured-and her injury had been caused by him.
Guilt gnawed at his conscience. In the end, he took off his suit jacket, draped it over her, and carefully, gently pulled her into a hug.
“Elsa, you should rest. I-“
I should go. I’ll come see you again tomorrow.
He hadn’t finished the sentence when she sniffled and pleaded through her tears, “Will you stay with me tonight? Just tonight. It’s my last birthday. I don’t want to spend it alone… Please, John. I’m begging you. Don’t go.”
John didn’t answer right away.
Truthfully, he wanted nothing more than to return to the home he shared with Lily.
He missed her so much.
He wanted to hold her, kiss her, make her his completely….
But four years ago, if he hadn’t been injured in that car accident-if he hadn’t lost the ability to protect Elsa-she would’ve never been forced abroad by the Quinn family. She wouldn’t have suffered so much, or ended up with this fatal illness.
She’d gone through hell to find him again. And now, she had little time left, while his heart already belonged to Lily.
He owed her too much.
How could he abandon her on what might be her last birthday?
In the end, he pulled her close, holding her tight. “Okay. I won’t leave tonight.”
“John…”
Elsa nestled into his arms, her voice soft and spoiled.
“You have to always be good to me…”
“Mm.”
Hearing his promise, her bright eyes lit up even more. She smiled sweetly, like a little girl getting her favorite candy-pure and radiant.
When she looked up at John, her smile was dazzlingly innocent.
But the moment he turned away, her phoenix eyes burned with poison.
After John had found her at the bar, she had secretly messaged Wendy, telling her to come and light that incense.
The scent was strong-meant to intoxicate the senses.
She’d thought that if she stripped in front of him, showed him her perfect body, and let the incense do its work, she’d finally have him for real.
Who would’ve thought-he’d gotten so far, yet still refused to cross the line?
He’d rather slash open his own arm than touch her.
All because of that whore Lily.
Elsa wanted to skin her alive./
While John was in the shower, Elsa grabbed her phone and hurried out to the balcony to call Wend
Wendy had been waiting for good news, and picked up right away.

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