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Last night, when he returned to his room… he thought he saw
He’d kissed her like a madman, bitten her, and his hands had-
But Leila didn’t live at the Luke family estate.
Leila.
And the way it had all felt… too real, too vivid to have been just a dream.
Then who exactly had he been holding last night?
That’s when he realized something else wasn’t right.
This wasn’t his bed in the study.
And why was there something so soft still pressed against him?
Had he lost it and grabbed some kind of plush toy like a little kid? But plush toys didn’t have skin like this-smooth, warm, silky soft. The more he thought, the worse the feeling got. His gaze dropped. Sure enough, the person locked tightly in his arms… was Lily.
And then he saw her clearly.
The girl nestled against his chest, pale as snow, was completely bare-curled up against him like a peeled lychee.
No-
Her clothes weren’t just missing.
They had been torn off last night-by him, in his drunken haze, mistaking her for Leila.
And his hand was still-
The sensation under his palm was unmistakably soft, and James’ fingers trembled violently. His entire body felt scorched, like he’d been shoved into open flame.
He shoved her away with force.
“Lily, stay away from me!”
The words came out ice cold. But even as he said them, shame and guilt surged in his chest, and he closed his eyes in silent torment.
He hadn’t blacked out. He remembered.
He remembered how she cried.
How she kept trying to tell him he had the wrong person.
How she’d struggled and tried to push him away.
But his strength was overwhelming-more so in that drunken state. She hadn’t stood a chance.
Everything that happened last night… was his fault. He had no right to blame her, much less feel disgusted by her.
Lily had wandered the city for hours last night before coming home. Then she’d fought to push him off for even longer. Completely spent, she’d fallen asleep against him like the dead.
She only woke when she heard his voice.
And the moment she opened her eyes, everything from the night before-those wild, frenzied moments -came crashing back.
She hadn’t meant to cross a line.
But in the end, she had once again become someone he couldn’t stand to look at.
“James, I’m sorry.”
Realizing she was almost completely exposed, she hurried to grab the blanket nearby and tightly wrapped it around herself.
He didn’t say a word-just sat there, his face dark, his whole body radiating coldness.
She knew that likely meant he remembered everything. Remembered their bodies so close. And now, was so repulsed, he probably doubted reality itself. he
Like a child who’d done something wrong, Lily lowered her head, bit her lip, and quietly added, “I promised you that if it wasn’t necessary, I wouldn’t appear in front of you again. Last night I didn’t mean to touch you. I saw you drunk and barely able to stand, and I had some hangover candies… I just wanted to give you a couple. I didn’t think you’d grab my wrist and then…”
She trailed off, voice getting smaller and smaller. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean for any of that to happen.”
“It’s not your fault.”
James hadn’t expected Lily to apologize.
She was the one who’d been wronged last night.
There was no way he could accept her apology with any decency.
He’d heard people say drunk men lose control. That intoxication made them do things they wouldn’t normally do.
But he’d never accepted that as an excuse.
Being drunk didn’t give a man the right to violate a woman.
Yet last night, he had-against her will-kissed her, held her down, torn her clothes… even touched her…
He only had eyes for Leila, but he’d completely lost control with Lily. He’d made her cry for so long.
He was worse than scum.
The more he thought about it, the more revolted he became with himself.
And if he did something wrong, then he should take responsibility for it.
“Last night, I drank too much and did a lot of awful things to you. Lily, you should call the police.”
“I…”
Lily had been bracing herself for his disgust-for the coldest, cruel?st words he could throw at her,
She never imagined… he would tell her to call the police.
She would never do that.
He had saved her-more than once. She couldn’t repay kindness with betrayal.
Besides, they weren’t divorced yet. Even if she did call the cops, the police wouldn’t haul them in just for something like this.
And to be honest… she wasn’t exactly the victim last night.
The truth was, in situations like this, the one who suffered wasn’t always the woman.
James was so ridiculously good-looking, with a flawless figure to match. Even with his condition, if someone like him were put in a high-end club, no one would get to touch or kiss him without paying at least a million bucks.
Men, too, needed to protect themselves out in the world.
Just thinking about what she’d done to him last night-there were probably dozens of rich women who’d envy her. So no, she didn’t feel like she’d taken advantage of him.
Seeing him staring at her coldly, clearly waiting for her to call the police, Lily quickly came back to her senses and said, “No need to call the police. I know you didn’t mean to do anything last night. You… you must’ve mistaken me for someone else. I know you really hate me and don’t want to have any physical contact with me. But last night, because I tried to give you some candy, we ended up… touching. I’m sure that’s something hard for you to accept. Honestly, you were the one who suffered last night. I’m definitely not going to call the police.”
He hated her?
James frowned slightly.
He didn’t feel any strong like or dislike toward her.
He was set on getting a divorce, and he avoided physical contact-not because of her specifically.
He was simply devoted to someone else and didn’t want to get entangled with any other woman.
As for last night….
James closed his eyes, shame and self-loathing/washing over him again.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but the way he had kissed her, held her-none of it had felt repulsive or wrong.
Instead, he hadn’t been able to stop himself. He’d wanted more,
He was exactly the kind of man he despised-shameless, unfaithful scum who couldn’t even control his impulses.
He was disgusting. Utterly pathetic.
“Lily, once we get the divorce certificate, I’ll compensate you with a villa in the city center.”
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