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John never expected Lily would not only call him trash and a rotten cucumber, but say he was disgusting and despicable too.
His face turned darker than an ink pool, and his eyes flashed with murderous fury.
He hated the way Lily bristled with defiance, deliberately trying to get under his skin.
But on a night like New Year’s Eve, when families were together across the country, he couldn’t stand being without her. He forced himself to swallow the anger and dial her number again.
The line was busy.
Obviously, she’d blocked him again.
She really didn’t plan on coming home tonight.
But she’d promised-they would spend every New Year’s Eve together forever. How could she go back on her word and leave him alone to eat dinner?
They’d planted that albizia tree together. It now stood tall and lush. Beneath it, they’d buried strands of their entwined hair.
Tied in marriage by hair, a pledge of lifelong devotion.
They weren’t officially married yet, but they had bound their hair. They’d promised not to fail each other in this life or the next.
There was no way she would really leave him behind. Not Lily.
Desperate to see her, he didn’t stay seated in the living room. He walked to her room instead.
From the window in her room, he could see the albizia tree in the backyard.
Watching it sway gently in the night breeze, a flicker of warmth finally returned to his cold eyes.
She would come back and make up with him. She would.
Around eleven o’clock, it started to rain.
At first it was a light drizzle, but soon, heavy rain poured down. Thunder cracked and lightning lit up the sky,
John remained by the window, staring at the tree, thinking of Lily. He still hoped that what she said earlier was just out of anger. He still hoped she’d appear before him.
But Lily never showed.
Instead, a bolt of lightning split the sky-and struck the very tree they had planted together.
He’d seen news stories of trees being killed by lightning before.
But the odds were incredibly low. He never imagined something so rare would happen right in front of his eyes.
When he saw the tree ripped from the ground and crash down hard, John’s eyes turned blood red.
In that instant, an awful premonition exploded in his chest.
It was like… Lily was never coming back.
Ignoring the lightning and thunder still raging outside, he sprinted into the yard, eyes wild.
The storm had come fast and ended just as quickly.
By the time he reached the backyard, the rain had stopped-but the albizia tree was still in ruins.
Something clicked in his mind. He grabbed a shovel nearby and started digging like a madman at the spot where the iron box had been buried.
He dug for a long, long time-far deeper than the original depth.
But he still couldn’t find the box,
Thinking back to things Lily had said, his legs gave out. He collapsed to the ground, crumbling in pain.
She hadn’t lied.
She had really dug up the box and thrown it away.
She really had fallen for James. She didn’t want him, John, anymore.
She had sworn eternal love.
She had promised never to betray him.
She had said they’d be one and only, for life.
She had said she wanted to be together in the next life too.
How could she go back on everything and fall in love with someone else?
How could she stop loving him, stop wanting him?
Mad with grief, John desperately wanted to see her. He wanted to bite down on her lips and demand why she had broken her word and betrayed him.
But when he drove to the Luke family estate, the guards at the gate told him the residents were resting and refused to open the gate.
The estate had top-tier security. Even with all his strength, he couldn’t force his way in.
All he could do was keep switching to new SIM cards to try and call her again.
John had called her dozens of times, but Lily didn’t answer a single one.
Later, after blocking every number he used to call her, she turned off her phone. He couldn’t hear her voice at all.
Eyes red-rimmed, he stood outside the Luke mansion for what felt like forever. It wasn’t until deep into the night that he finally drove back to his own villa, looking like a soulless shell of himself.
When she left, she took everything with her.
There was barely a trace of her left in the house that once held so many sweet memories of us. The villa felt empty, hollow, like our love had never existed.
Her room was stripped clean. The cold emptiness made me feel utterly hopeless.
I knew alcohol wouldn’t make me feel better.
But the pain in my chest was too much to bear.
Even saying “the knife is pricking my heart” wouldn’t come close to describing this agony.
I was barely holding on. The only way to numb myself was to drown in one bottle after another.
After the fifth bottle of whiskey, he finally passed out, half-conscious, and escaped the hellish heartbreak for a little while…
John…”
Mary refused to let Simon take Elsa back to the Bale family’s estate for the holidays.
And Wendy was already behind bars.
Elsa would’ve wanted nothing more than to spend New Year’s Eve with John this year.
But John turned her down.
She knew exactly why-he wanted to spend the night with Lily.
The thought that he and Lily might be rekindling old flames tormented her. She couldn’t sit still. She tried calling, but he didn’t pick up. The pain of waiting was unbearable, so she drove to his villa in the middle of the night.
She knew the passcode to the gate and made her way to the main building easily.
But his bedroom was empty.
The door to the guest room, the one Lily used to stay in, was slightly ajar. Her face went pale, but still, she smushed the door open. ond the was terrified of seeing him in bed with Lily.
But all she got was a strong stench of alcohol and him, lying alone.
Sering the empty bottles scattered on the floor, she was shocked at first. But then a twisted sort of joy bloomed in her chest.
Five bottles. That was way more than he usually drank. He had to be totally unconscious by now this is my golden chance to finally seal the deal with him.
Without wasting a second, she shrugged off her coat and climbed into bed, trying to undo his robe.
“Lily…”
Her movements stirred him.
But his eyelids were too heavy. He didn’t open his eyes. Instead, he just pulled her into his arms in a daze.
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