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Nothing he did had the slightest hint of restraint.

He was shameless-utterly shameless-and if it weren’t for not wanting to bruise his fragile feelings, the would have insisted on separate bedrooms by now,

Exhausted and sleepy, she kept the wash quick, wrapping herself in a

The rain outside sounded beautiful re stepping back out.

As she passed the window, she instinctively gave the curtain a small tug and glanced out

She’d assumed that in a downpour like this, John would have already taken himself far away.

But no-he was still there, standing outside the villa like a man possessed.

Absolutely insane.

Absolutely unlucky.

Any appreciation she’d had for the rain-dappled scenery vanished instantly.

She let the curtain fall and was about to collapse into bed when James walked in.

Finding her at the window, the jealousy already burning in his eyes roared into a full blaze. “Your ex is outside

A ripple of unease went through her.

Sure enough, the next thing she heard was, “I’m feeling jealous-and I want to kiss you.”

That mutt John must have a vendetta against her.

Lurking outside in the rain, refusing to leave…

She suspected he was determined to ruin her life.

Lily had no desire to end up with lips like sausages

But on a rainy night, with the warmth between them thick in the air, faced with the intensity of his gaze- the way it was tangled with longing, with fear of losing her, with a tenderness that made her heart skip- she couldn’t stop herself from looping her arms around his neck the moment his lips found hers.

A roll of thunder flashed low under the eaves.

John looked up in time to see the master bedroom curtains shift. A flash of lightning illuminated two intertwined silhouettes, tender and inseparable.

For a moment, he couldn’t even react.

The pain of a thousand arrows through the heart couldn’t compare to what he felt just then.

Soon James lifted her into his arms.

They moved away from the window, and John couldn’t see what came next-but he could imagine. James must have carried her to the bed.

A man and a woman in the same bed weren’t just going to hold hands.

Even if James was mindful of her pregnancy and wouldn’t take it to the fir would still be there. all the other intimacies

They would kiss each other with abandon, lay themselves bare, press skin to skin, and

The pain in his chest made John bend over again.

He couldn’t bear to think that while he stood outside with roses in his arms, begging her in the pouring rain to come back, she felt nothing for his suffering-and was inside, wrapped up in a heated tangle with another man.

How could she be so ruthless? So heartless?

How dare she betray John like this?

Rage, jealousy, resentment, anguish-

A thousand sharp needles pierced his chest over and over, each one making him wish for death yet unable to die.

He knew she was under James right now.

Standing here in the wind and rain would only make him more pathetic.

But it was as if he were locked in a battle of wills-he simply couldn’t bring himself to rise from the ground.

Just as James had expected, the Moore family heard about Quincy offending him, and Quincy’s relatives -nearly beat her senseless.

When she tried to secretly delete the incriminating videos, her parents barged into her room, ripped the phone from her hands, and delivered it straight to Ashton.

Early the next morning, Ashton brought the organized footage to James.

Lily had been exhausted from the night before and was sleeping soundly.

James, not wanting to wake her, look the videos into his study to watch.

There was a lot of footage.

He clicked on a random clip and immediately saw two girls dragging a completely drenched Lilly into a remote comer.

Not only was she soaked, but her face was swollen like a red bun.

They’d clearly gone at her with cruel force.

She lay limp on the ground, nearly powerless to fight back.

“Lily, you really look like a drowned rat like this-absolutely disgusting!”

Mathilda, dressed in an immaculate white designer dress, walked step by step into the frame looking pure, but her face was twisted with a malice uglier than any dem

“Heard your period’s here…”

With deliberate cruelty, she stomped hard on Lily’s lower abdomen. The searing pain made Lily’s face twist tight in agony.

Her sanitary pad had already been ripped away.

Without it, her skirt was i spread even more vividly. stained with blood, and with Mathilda’s vicious stomping, the crimson

“This little massage-feels good, doesn’t it?”

Mathilda’s voice dripped venom as she pressed down even harder, as if she meant to grind Lily into nothing but pulp.

“Look at her-doesn’t she look like she just had a miscarriage?”

No one knew who said it first, but the group of girls burst into cruel laughter.

“With a skirt stained like that… yeah, it does look like she lost a baby. What, did she get knocked up by some random guy? Come on, let’s help her finish it off!”

They kicked her again and again, some even pelting her wa, Shy trash, treating her not like a living person but a pathetic clown meant for their ridicule and entertainmer

Mathilda’s foot slammed into her face, her voice dripping venom prickle. wh to make one’s scalp.

Then she snatched up a mirror and smashed it against Lily’s face. “Look at you-filthy from head to toe! You’re nothing but a rat from the gutter, mud under people’s feet, and you dare call yourself the Ginger family’s heiress? Filthy, cheap, shameless-thinking you can steal my parents and my brothers from me? Pathetic! If you hadn’t stolen my life and taken what’s mine, I never would have suffered so much or endured so many humiliations. I will never forgive you! Yes, you’re so dirty and low, you must love having people stare at your body… I’ll strip you bare and throw you out on the school field so everyone can see exactly what kind of slut you are!”

At her command, her friends lunged forward, ripping at Lily’s cla

Lily was covered in injuries, barely able to muster any strength, but she refused to let them strip her bare. Biting back the pain, she smashed the mirror, grabbed a shard, and slashed it straight toward Mathilda.

“Ah!

The glass cut into the back of Mathilda’s hand, and she shrieked, leaping back.

“Don’t touch my clothes!”

Ignoring the blood dripping from her own hand, Lily gripped the shard tightly, glaring at the bullies. “Any of you touch me again, and we go down together!”

“Someone’s coming!”

The shout sent Mathilda and her group scurrying away, releasing her clothes in a hurry.

The second video showed Mathilda and the others hanging a “Cleaning in Progress” sign outside the girls” restroom by the sports field, locking Lily inside and tormenting her for nearly an hour..

There were many more videos on the computer, but James couldn’t bring himself to keep watching-

She had once told him she’d fallen for John like a moth to a flame, giving him everything, because when. she was being bullied, he’d reached out a hand to her.

Now he understood why she had loved John so deeply back then-he had truly been the only light in her life.

But behind that light there had only been a bottomless abyss.

Staring at the darkened screen, James’s eyes burned red, as if they might bleed.

He clutched his chest, but the stabbing pain only grew sharper.

The truth was, he’d been talking to her as “Elias” before the bullying ever happened.

If he hadn’t become a vegetable, he would never have let anyone harm her.

But there were no “Ifs” in this world.

He had fallen for her, yet while she was at her most desperate, nost helpless, he’d been reped in silence, unable to offer even a single word of comfort.

Before, he had thought that if the Moore family handed over the bully Moore Corp entirely.

Now… he had changed his mind.

Moore Corp would go bankrupt. age, he wouldn’t destroy

Only then, with the vile nature of her parents and brothers, would they turn on each other, making Quincy’s downfall all the more brutal.

And the other bullies in the videos-they would all pay.

Not one of them would be spared.

Kissing, as it turned out, was exhausting.

After going overboard last night, Lily felt like her whole body had turned to jelly and slept straight through until late morning

The rain had stopped in the middle of the night.

Sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains, warming her skin and making it hard to open her eyes.

She rubbed them before finally forcing her heavy lids apart.

The bed beside her was empty-James had clearly gotten up already.

She was about to wash up and head downstairs for breakfast when the bedroom door swung open.

He strode in quickly and wrapped her in his arms, holding her so tightly his arms trembled, as though he wanted to crush her into his very being.

“James, what’s wrong?”

Only then did she notice his eyes were rimmed red.

Had something upset him this early in the morning?

He didn’t answer. Instead, he bent down suddenly, like a drowning man desperate for air, and kissed her with a searing, unyielding force.

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