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James shut his eyes in pain. When he opened them again, the cool gleam in his phoenix eyes had turned bloodshot. The agony in them hit like a ton of bricks-raw, relentless, and inescapable. It clung to him like a shadow at high noon, pulling him under as if the ground had opened up beneath his feet, dragging him straight into the jaws of hell.
So, in the end, it had all been one-sided. After they reconnected, she had only seen him as a casual friend to chat with.
His feelings and his deep, unwavering affection were nothing but a burden to her.
Every step he took forward, she would retreat ten steps back, doing everything she could to draw a clear boundary between them; she just wanted to keep the peace and never be bothered by him again.
Back in her room, Lily had just finished washing up. As she stepped out of the bathroom, she suddenly realized her phone was missing.
She was sure she’d had it when she came upstairs-she’d just sent a message to Adeline, the actress playing Cherry’s wife.
How could it have vanished? Maybe I dropped it in the hallway? After showering, she typically wore just her pajamas
But it wasn’t appropriate to go out dressed like that to look for something. She changed into a loose-fitting dress instead.
Her phone wasn’t in the hallway.
That left only one possibility, she’d left it in James’ room.
Thinking back on how she’d not only dirtied his trash can but also the floor of his room, Lily felt mortified. She didn’t really want to bother him again.
Still, without her phone, everything was inconvenient. She decided to swallow her embarrassment and trouble him one more time.
His door was ajar.
Out of courtesy, she knocked. “James, I think I left my phone in your room. Did you see it? Can I
“Come in!”
Before she could even finish, his voice-cool and distant-cut her off.
Lily figured he must be pretty annoyed with her by now. That made her feel even more awkward, but she still pushed the door open and tiptoed inside.
His room was spotless.
The trash can she’d dirtied looked brand new again, with no trace of anything unclean.
But his expression was far from good.
Chances were, cleaning up the mess she made had thoroughly disgusted him.
Lily burned with shame. When she saw her phone lying on the sofa, she forced a stiff smile in his direction, grabbed it, and prepared to leave quickly so she wouldn’t bother him any longer.
“Lily.”
He stopped her. She slowly turned around, uneasy as she looked at him.
His face was still frighteningly pale; his eyes, bloodshot and furious, were like someone had just provoked the one thing he couldn’t bear.
She couldn’t bring herself to keep looking at him. She dropped her gaze immediately and murmured, “I’m really sorry about earlier… about messing up your trash can and the floor.”
“Don’t worry. After the divorce tomorrow… I’ll move out. I won’t bother you again.”
So she really was planning to live with Jackson starting tomorrow.
His eyes darkened further, the chill radiating from him sharp enough to make anyone shiver.
There were things he didn’t want to ask.
Because asking would only humiliate himself.
And yet, like a masochist, he still asked in a low voice, “Do you really like Jackson that much? Do you really want to marry him?”
“Huh?”
Hadn’t he already asked me something like this before? He must be confirming everything again out of fear that there might be a change in the divorce plans..
?? put his mind at ease, she quickly blurted out nonsense, “Yes, I like him a lot. I really want to marry him.”
“Mhm.”
James’ knuckles turned white; veins bulged across the back of his hand. He was barely able to suppress the jealousy raging inside him.
He stayed silent for nearly half a minute before continuing, “After we get the divorce certificate tomorrow, will you be getting a marriage license with Jackson right after?”
Lily thought about it. Jackson was just an actor she had hired; they didn’t know each other at all.
How could we possibly register for a marriage license so hastily? Still, she vaguely remembered telling James she would marry Jackson.
To avoid slipping up-and because she figured he wouldn’t be petty enough to actually check if she went through with it-she whispered, “Probably… we agreed to go together.”
The overwhelming pain nearly robbed James of the ability to speak.
He didn’t say another word; he just stood there, frozen like a cold statue, his soul seemingly scattered to the winds.
Seeing him so silent, so distant, Lily understood he didn’t want to see her anymore.
She knew she shouldn’t keep bothering him either.
But not seeing him was one thing-seeing him made her heart ache with longing and regret.
The thought that they’d likely say goodbye for good tomorrow night made that longing swell out of control. I must be shameless… utterly reckless… but I just want to feel his embrace one last time. Let this hug be my final farewell.
Murmuring “Forgive me” in her heart, she turned toward the door-but then spun back around, threw herself into his arms, and hugged him tightly.
“James…”
I really do love you. I want to be with you forever. I want to tell you… you’re going to be a father. Lily parted her lips. So many thoughts and feelings surged up inside her, so many things she longed to say.
But then she remembered-he only liked men. He dreamed of divorcing her. There was no way he’d want the child she carried.
So she forced all of it down and tried her best to speak in a light, breezy tone. “You have to take better care of yourself from now on. Stop hiding when you’re sick. If something feels wrong, go see a doctor right away. James, after we divorce, let’s both live well.”
James hadn’t expected Lily to suddenly turn around and hug him. His body went rigid, like it had turned to iron.
He knew-this hug was nothing more than a farewell between friends.
Still, his heart pounded desperately; desire exploded within him, wild and shameless.
He couldn’t help but tighten his arms around her; they trembled as they closed in.
With his gaze lowered, he stared at her trembling red lips; he was overwhelmed by the urge to crush those lips beneath his own.
Every last shred of rationality and self-control shattered under the weight of desire and longing.
Don’t cling to her. Don’t cross the line. Don’t disgust her. He told himself.
But his hands moved on their own, sliding slowly up her back; one came to rest firmly at the back of her head-then his lips pressed down on hers, hard.
And then he heard his own voice say, “Lily, can you not marry Jackson?”
“Ugh…”
Her answer came in the form of a painful retching sound.
Lily’s morning sickness had been worse today than it had been yesterday. She had already thrown up twice while showering earlier.
After brushing her teeth, she drank a glass of warm water, which settled her stomach a little.
But the nausea had never completely gone away. Now, with James hugging her so tightly she could barely breathe, the sick feeling surged back.
She was too overwhelmed to even hear what he said.
Catching sight of a trash can nearby, she grabbed it and gagged violently until her entire body went limp; she collapsed right to the floor.
Luckily, she had already thrown up several times that night. Her stomach was empty, so nothing came out. At least she wouldn’t dirty his trash can or the floor this time.
James’ handsome face turned completely dark.
There was no other way to describe it-he looked awful. The second time.
He didn’t even want to think about it, he had somehow managed to make her puke twice in one night just by kissing her. And yet she really wanted to kiss Jackson, she loved kissing Jackson.
When Jackson kissed her, she definitely wouldn’t be so disgusted that she threw up uncontrollably.
Seeing how much she was suffering, he instinctively stepped forward, wanting to help her catch her breath.
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