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Maybe she was in his room.
Clinging to that thought, he quickly ran next door.
“Sir, you’re back.”
Hearing the noise, Mandy stepped out of her room, yawning.
She’d known John since he was a child-of course she knew today was his birthday.
When he was little, she always made him a bowl of birthday noodles.
But tonight, the news all over the internet was about John’s romantic drone confession to Elsa. On top of that, today marked the sixth anniversary of their relationship-something else she’d read online.
She assumed he’d be spending the evening celebrating with Elsa, so she hadn’t bothered to leave a light on or prepare any noodles.
Seeing the cold look on his face, Mandy hesitated for a moment before offering, “Sir…. happy birthday. Should I make you a bowl of noodles?”
“No need.”
John had no interest in longevity noodles. He only wanted to see Lily.
He scanned the space, face dark, voice colder still. “Where’s Lily? She didn’t come back tonight?”
“Well…”
Mandy’s expression turned awkward.
She had deep affection for John, but she genuinely liked Lily too.
After all, in her eyes, it was Lily who-recklessly and fearlessly-dragged Mr. John out of the abyss. Without her, he never would have stood up again.
Honestly, ever since Elsa returned to the country, John had broken Lily’s heart time and again for her. Mandy thought he’d been a real jerk. nu. 1730 G6
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The ache she felt for Lily was too strong to hold back. Mandy couldn’t help but say, “You spent your siz- year anniversary with Ms. Elsa. How could Ms. Lily possibly come back? She hasn’t been back lately at all.”
She honestly found the whole “six-year anniversary” idea laughable.
If today marked John and Elsa’s six years together, then what were the four years he spent with Lily?
Just bad luck on Lily’s part?
That thought was too heavy to say out loud, so she kept it to herself.
John heard the quiet reproach in Mandy’s tone and couldn’t help but frown.
He knew Mandy wasn’t lying-but he missed Lily so much, he still asked, “She really didn’t come back?”
“Sir, I’ll make you some pasta,” Mandy said, sighing as she turned toward the kitchen downstairs.
So Lily really didn’t come back…
John’s eyes filled with pain. Pressing a hand to his chest, he turned and went back into her room.
The photo frame wasn’t back on her nightstand.
Clearly, she’d taken that cherished photo of the two of them with her.
If she treasured that photo so much, how could she bear not to come back for his birthday?
He pulled out his phone to call her-he had to ask how long she planned to keep this up.
But before he could dial her number, something caught his eye.
On the low shelf nearby sat a beautiful woven basket-filled with broken glass.
And among the larger shards, he could just barely make out his and Lily’s faces.
Shattered faces.
It was their one and only photo together.
John’s pupils shrank sharply.
He couldn’t believe it. The photo she’d once treated like a treasure-broken into pieces?
“Mandy!”
He needed to believe that someone else had broken it.
His face went pale as he picked up the basket and stormed downstairs like a hurricane.
“What happened to this photo frame? Why is it shattered?”
Hearing his voice, Mandy hurried out of the kitchen.
Seeing the broken glass in the basket, she let out a long, heavy sigh. “I’m not sure what happened. About a month ago, after Ms. Lily moved out, I was cleaning the root and found broken pieces all over the floor. 1 knew how much she cherished that photo, so I didn’t dare throw the pieces away, I just put them in the basket on the shelf.”
So it had been broken… a month ago.
She didn’t want the photo anymore. She didn’t want him anymore.
No.
There was no way she would willingly leave him.
Yes, it had to be an accident-she must’ve broken it while packing in a fit of frustration.
She broke their only photo together… she must’ve cried so hard over it.
Thinking that, John’s fingers stopped trembling so much.
But for some reason, there was still a hollow emptiness gnawing at his chest.
So empty it felt like he was being torn apart-like he’d rather die.
“Mandy, get someone to fix the photo frame tomorrow.”
Handing her the basket, John left the living room.
“Sir…”
Mandy caught up with him, carrying the basket. “Aren’t you going to eat your pasta?”
John didn’t respond.
Right now, all he wanted was to find Lily and ask her why she was ignoring him.
It was his birthday. She shouldn’t still be throwing a tantrum.
But he didn’t know where she’d gone. After getting into the driver’s seat, he called Xie Wei and told him to check every hotel in Capital City-find out exactly where she was staying.
After giving those instructions, he dialed her number again.
Still busy.
Clearly, she hadn’t taken him off her block list.
He hated women who didn’t know when to stop, who kept causing drama. Frustrated, he threw his phone aside-but the urge to see her outweighed even his irritation. He finally gave the order to have a few SIM cards delivered to him.
This time, the call finally connected.
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“Hello? Who’s this?”
Lily had forgotten to put her phone on silent before bed.
Being abruptly woken from a deep sleep was never pleasant.
Still, thinking it might be something urgent, she answered politely.
She didn’t expect to hear John’s voice.
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