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“Come with me to the hospital. Apologize to Elsa.”
Simon didn’t budge an inch.
He stepped forward and seized Lily’s wrist without warning.
She struggled to break free, but his grip was like iron.
It felt like he was trying to crush her bones-she couldn’t shake him off no matter how hard she tried.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!”
Lily shouted and stomped on his foot. “I didn’t do anything wrong. Why should I apologize to Elsa?”
“I’m telling you one more time-get out!”
“If you don’t, I’m calling the police!”
She turned sharply, reaching for her phone on the nightstand.
But she was standing too far away-her fingertips couldn’t reach it.
After hearing that Elsa had tried to kill herself, Simon had been overwhelmed by guilt and rage.
And now, seeing Lily standing there, defiant and unrepentant, he was consumed with a furious urge to tear her apart.
His grip tightened again as he dragged her out of the room.
“Do you even know that Lizzy slit her wrists? If you hadn’t posted those videos and photos online and incited netizens to attack her, she never would’ve tried to kill herself! Thankfully, Madam Wendy found her in time, or she’d be dead by now. But even after waking up, she won’t eat, won’t drink, won’t speak… You’re the one who did this to her! You have to apologize! If she refuses to forgive you, or worse, if she hurts herself again, I won’t let you off!”
So Elsa had actually slit her wrists…
Playing the pity card, huh? She was a real expert.
Lily definitely didn’t want to be dragged to the hospital.
When he pulled open the door and forced her out, she bit him-hard.
Taking advantage of his pain, she darted back into the room, trying to slam the door shut.
But he was faster.
Just before the door clicked shut, he lunged in and grabbed her wrists with a cold expression.
“Lily, don’t push your luck! I’ll say it one last time-come to the hospital and ask Lizzy for forgiveness!”
“And I’ll say it one last time-I did nothing wrong, and I will not apologize to Elsa!”
Her wrists burned like fire.
She was certain her bones were about to snap under Simon’s grip.
But she still refused to give in.
She lifted her face, met his gaze, and said word by word, “I don’t believe Elsa ever meant to die. That whole suicide attempt? It was probably just a show! Oh, she couldn’t handle being called a mistress… but isn’t that exactly what she is? Sure, I’ve broken up with John now-but before that, she clung to him and even stole the wedding dress I hand-sewed, then married him. She’s a shameless homewrecker!”
“Lily!”
Simon couldn’t bear to hear anyone call his beloved Lizzy a mistress. The killing intent radiating off him was enough to make the air drop several degrees.
“Lizzy’s gravely ill! She’s dying! She just wanted John to stay with her for her final days!”
Lily wasn’t intimidated.
She stood her ground, sneering, “So she’s dying. And that gives her the right to throw away dignity and decency to be a mistress? So because she’s dying, it’s okay to wear my handmade wedding dress without asking? Because she’s dying, I’m just supposed to accept my boyfriend secretly marrying her behind my back? No wonder you adore Elsa so much. You two really are birds of a feather-equally disgusting, equally despicable!”
Simon’s expression darkened to something monstrous.
He couldn’t believe someone dared to call him-the sole heir of the Bale family-disgusting and despicable.
He wasn’t in the same league with Elsa.
It was just that, back when he was a child buried under rubble, it was warm, gentle Lizzy who gave him the will to live. That’s why he treasured her above all else.
He hadn’t even recovered from the shock and fury when a sharp pain shot through his foot-Lily had stomped on him again.
His grip loosened slightly from the pain.
She seized the moment, yanked her wrist free, and lunged for her phone.
He didn’t want things to spiral out of control. Rushing forward, he once again grabbed her wrist with precision.
She instinctively stepped back to avoid him.
But right behind her was the edge of the soft bed.
She stumbled and fell straight onto it, completely off-balance.
At the same time, he was still holding her wrist. Caught off guard, and a bit distracted, he stumbled forward too-landing right on top of her.
Simon had always looked down on Lily. He hated even being near her.
Logically, the moment he landed on her, he should’ve pulled away immediately.
But her body was unbelievably soft.
The light sweetness of her body wash, mixed with a faint pear blossom scent, slipped into his nose like a spell-seeping into his senses, corroding his restraint.
For a moment, he forgot to pull away.
He just stared at her in a daze, watching the fury blaze in her eyes, those flames shockingly bright.
Their eyes locked.
And in that moment, he remembered the video he’d stumbled upon earlier that morning.
In it, garbage and debris had been hurled at her.
Her neatly tied hair had come undone and was dripping wet. Her face was smeared to the point of being unrecognizable. But her peach blossom eyes burned with unyielding rage-just like they did now- shining fiercely.
His heart suddenly pounded, faster and faster, until even his breathing turned feverish.
His grip on her wrist instinctively tightened.
But in that moment, he wasn’t sure anymore-was he holding her down to drag her to the hospital and make her apologize to Elsa, or for something else entirely?
Still staring at her, he noticed the lump swelling on her forehead, and the wound near her temple that hadn’t healed yet.
His heart, already pounding like a drum, twisted painfully.
Simon’s voice lost some of its earlier chill. “Lily, Lizzy really loves John. If he can’t stay by her side until the end, she’ll carry that regret forever. So stop clinging to John. And stop going after Lizzy. If you just come to the hospital and apologize to her, I’ll let you go this once.”
Lily was already burning up with fever. Now, slammed onto the bed with what felt like a mountain pressing down on her, her entire body felt like melted glue.
She had no strength left in her limbs.
So she did the only thing she could-gritted her teeth, lifted her head, and slammed it straight into Simon’s face, hoping the pain would make him back off.
“Lily, right no-“
Come with me to the hospital. Apologize to Lizzy.
Simon hadn’t even finished speaking when Lily suddenly jerked her head up and bashed it into his.
Their lips brushed in the collision-just for a second.
But it was like cotton candy laced with electricity-sweet and shocking-tingling against his mouth and searing into his nerves.
In that instant, he forgot why he was even here. Forgot what day it was.
He just stared blankly at her lips, trying to understand-How could they be this soft? This sweet?
But before he could find the answer, John’s voice sliced through the air, ice-cold and brittle like shattering glass. “Simon. How dare you touch her again?”
The next second, John grabbed Simon by the collar and hurled him hard to the ground.
Simon had been trained as the Bale family’s heir since he was a child-his combat skills were top-notch, not inferior to John’s.
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