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Maybe it was because she was groggy with sleep, but she actually thought his voice sounded a little…. pitiful.
“Lily, today’s my birthday.”
Those words snapped her halfway out of her daze.
Right. Today was his birthday.
It was also the day she’d signed her marriage certificate.
Even if she and James were only married on paper, even if they were bound to divorce in six months-it was still real.
After making a grand romantic gesture to Elsa, his crush, he couldn’t even spend the night properly with her. Instead, he came to interrupt Lily’s sleep.
It was unbelievably shameless.
And incredibly unlucky.
There was no way she was going to be nice to him. Her voice turned cold and distant.
“So what if it’s your birthday? What’s that got to do with me?”
“John, let me remind you one more time. We’ve already broken up.”
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“As your ex, I have zero obligation to celebrate your birthday. And as my goddamn ex, you have no right to be calling me in the middle of the night and ruining my sleep. I’m begging you-let’s part ways peacefully, live our own lives. Being pestered by you is exhausting.”
With that, Lily hung up and immediately blocked the number-something she’d clearly done before.
She said it again. She didn’t want to celebrate his birthday.
But she had promised. She once said that every year after his twenty-second birthday, she’d be there to celebrate with him. How could she break her word?
How dare she break her word?
John couldn’t accept it. Eyes red at the corners, he dialed again.
Busy signal.
She had blocked this number too.
He tried a different number.
This time, she actually answered.
“Lily, can you stop already? How long are you going to keep this up? Come home, please. If you come home, I’ll let go of everything you’ve done during this little tantrum.”
His voice, unusually hoarse and subdued, held a pleading note. “You said it yourself-after I turned twenty-two, you’d spend every birthday with me. You promised… You said whatever my birthday wish was, you’d make it come true. This year, my wish is for us to get back together and never separate again. Where are you? I’ll come pick you up.”
Lily hadn’t lost her memory.
She remembered saying all those things. That she’d always stay with him. That she’d fulfill every one of his birthday wishes.
But back then, she had loved him deeply.
Now… she was completely disillusioned. It wasn’t the same anymore.
“Which hotel are you staying at?”
Lily didn’t answer. Instead, she scoffed coldly, voice biting with sarcasm. “John, you were the one who ever miss one of my birthdays. broke your promises first. You also said that after I turned eighteen, yo But on my twenty-second birthday, you were busy marrying Elsa. You promised you’d always believe in me. Yet every time I had a conflict with Elsa, you stood by her. If you betray someone’s trust, then you deserve to be betrayed in return. You broke your word-why do you expect me to keep mine? I will not come back to you. I just want to be left alone. I’ve never wronged you-not once. If you still have a shred of conscience, stop bothering me.”
She hung up again. And blocked the number.
“Lily…”
John tried several more SIM cards. One by one, she ignored them all.
She still kept the silver bracelet he made for her. Still stared blankly at the silk tree in the backyard.
She had loved him so much. There was no way she would just leave him.
He couldn’t believe she truly wanted to break up.
But tonight, on his birthday, she wasn’t by his side. Even the moonlight felt unbearably cold. And that broken photo frame… even knowing it was probably an accident, the thought still filled him with dread.
Wayne checked every hotel in Capital City.
No trace of her.
Couldn’t find her. Couldn’t see her. Couldn’t hold her.
John felt like his soul had been sucked into the void.
He drove straight to Flora Club and started downing drink after drink like he was trying to kill the pain.
By the time Wayne found him, he was already completely wasted.
Yet he still clutched a bottle in a death grip, letting the strong liquor burn his throat again and again.
“Boss!”
Wayne’s face turned pale when he saw the table covered with empty bottles.
They were all strong-over 50% ABV. Drinking like this was suicide.
Panicking, he rushed over and snatched the bottle from John’s hand. “Boss, you’re going to die if you keep drinking like this! You have to stop!”
“Give it back…”
The pain in John’s chest was unbearable. Only by drowning himself in alcohol could he numb it, even for a moment.
He staggered up, trying to snatch the bottle back.
But he had drunk too much. Standing up so suddenly, he missed bottle completely-and collapsed to the floor.
“Boss!”
Wayne was shocked.
He hurried to lift him up-only to find John’s eyes tightly shut and his forehead burning with fever.
Terrified something serious had happened, Wayne immediately got him in the car and sped toward the hospital.
Halfway there, John stirred, eyes fluttering open in a haze.
He refused to go to the hospital.
He insisted on returning to the house he once shared with Lily.
Wayne had no choice but to drive him back to the villa and call a private doctor to treat him there.
“Wayne, what’s wrong with John?”
Wayne parked outside the main building and helped John out of the car-where someone was already waiting.
He hadn’t expected to see Elsa there.
Truthfully, Wayne had never liked Elsa-especially after the way she had abandoned John during his darkest days.
But John still cared about her, so Wayne couldn’t just throw her out.
He steadied John, whose consciousness was slipping again, and addressed her with polite indifference. “Boss isn’t feeling well. I’m taking him to his room.”
“Ms. Elsa, it’s getting late. You should get some rest.”
The message was clear-Wayne wanted her to leave.
But John was ill, which to Elsa made this the perfect opportunity to get closer. She wasn’t going anywhere.
She grabbed John’s other arm and followed them upstairs.
The private doctor a rrived soon after.
John had consumed far too much alcohol. It was too dangerous to give him fever medication, so the doctor opted for physical methods to bring his temperature down.
But John refused to cooperate.
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