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James had just been about to ask when exactly they’d meet when his phone was suddenly bombarded with transfer notifications.
Then several more inessages followed:
James. New Year’s almost here. Happy New Year in advance Here’s a little money-get yourself something Kastyllin turning into a rich girl. I’ll send you even more next time!?
James blinked.
Then a warmth bloomed slowly in his chest.
Never in his life had he imagined that one day, a girl would send him New Year money.
He opened them one by one five red envelopes, totaling 1,000 dollars.
To be honest, it was the smallest New Year money he had ever received.
From his grandparents, red envelopes usually contained bank cards, property deeds, or shares-figures measured in billions.
Transfers from Blanc or Nancy were always followed by long strings of zeroes.
But none of them had ever made him feel as happy as this 1,000 dollars.
He didn’t even pretend to refuse it. Instead, he replied simply:
“Mm. Happy New Year. See you after the holiday.”
After all, once he divorced Lily, everything that was his would belong to her. There was no need for polite formalities between them.
“See you after the holiday.”
They exchanged a few more messages before calling it a night.
Lily felt a strange mix of anxiety and anticipation.
What does James look like?
He was probably the serious, uptight type. A stern old-fashioned guy.
Maybe even balding?
Beer belly?
Well, whatever he looked like, she had already decided-he would still be her friend. She wasn’t shallow enough to judge by appearances!
After dinner, Lily spent some time chatting with Grace and Nancy before heading back upstairs.
Afraid she’d accidentally “offend” James again, she was extra cautious tonight. She didn’t even dare wear her usual sleepwear and chose full-length pajamas instead.
Normally she couldn’t sleep when dressed so heavily, but tonight, her thoughts were filled with imagining what James looked like-and she fell asleep surprisingly fast.
James returned late after being called to the study by Blanc.
When he stepped back into the bedroom, Lily was already fast asleep, curled up under the soff light
He looked down-and saw her blanket had been kicked to the floor again.
The Luke estate maintained a springlike climate year-round, but the temperature did dip at night. Sleeping like that could easily get her sick.
The blanket on the floor was an eyesore.
But with Leila in his heart, James didn’t want any physical contact with Lily.
So in the end, he simply turned away and left for the study, ignoring her.
As the night deepened, James instinctively sent Leila a “Good night” message and laid down to rest.
That night, he dreamed of her.
She stood in a misty field, her voice soft and sweet, “James, I finally get to see you. I’m so happy.”
“Mm.
His voice was calm, but inside, the yearning roared like a tide.
Even he, normally so composed, couldn’t hold himself back. He sprinted toward her like a man possessed -like a gale-force wind.
And finally, with all his strength, he wrapped her tightly in his arms.
“James, I missed you so much all these years. Did you miss me?”
“Mm.”
His voice remained faint.
He wanted to maintain his usual steadiness, that perfect control.
But with her in his arms-body warm, breath mingling-his composure began to crumble,
Even though her face remained shrouded in mist, James bent low and bit fiercely onto her lips-losing control, inch by inch.
At that moment, the man who embraced her with reckless abandon was no longer the noble, disciplined heir of the Luke family but just a man-a mortal, tangled in longing, love, and lust.
“James, I really want to kiss you!”
Even though they were already wrapped around each other, her sweet and teasing voice tangled itself around his heart like silk. pulling him deeper into oblivion.
He wanted nothing more than to merge with her-day and night, forever and ever.
“James, I really like you…
As she whispered, she hooked her arms around his neck and pressed her tender, blooming lips to his again.
At the moment of complete surrender, the fog around her finally lifted.
And her face came into full view-
Lily.
James jolted awake, his face ashen.
He couldn’t believe it.
In his dream he had mistaken Lily for Leila.
And once he realized what his body had done-
His expression turned murderous, as though someone owed him billions.
Shame churned in his gut. His self-disgust ran so deep it made him want to crawl out of his own skin.
He had always prided himself on self-control, on keeping his body-and soul-clean.
And now?
Now he was nothing but a filthy, shameless man.
The stench of self-hatred clung to him..
He couldn’t bear the thought of walking around in soiled underwear-he wasn’t that kind of person.
So after releasing cold air from his lungs like a pressure valve, he changed clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up-
But just as he reached the bathroom door, it opened.
And Lily stepped out.
Their eyes locked.
She flinched slightly but quickly pulled on a bright, polite smile. “Morning, James!”
She knew he didn’t like her.
But they still had half a year to live under the same roof. If things got too awkward, it would only make life harder for both of them.
She wanted to ease the tension.
Then she noticed a bit of fabric pecking from behind his back-maybe a shirt? A tie?
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