The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 9 Mr John Can Feel for Lily Too!

“Lily, I’ve got afternoon tea with some friends tomorrow. Make a few plates of pastries and send them over before noon.”

Yvonne always looked down on Lily. As the adopted daughter cast out by the Ginger family, Lily had always been beneath her in Yvonne’s eyes. Every time she spoke to her, it was with a condescending sneer.

She rolled her eyes with her usual arrogance and added, “Also make me a pretty dress in a new design. I’ve got an important banquet next weekend, and I need it done within the week.”

Her contempt was so obvious it practically dripped from her tone.

In the past, Lily could feel Yvonne’s disdain. But because Yvonne was the daughter of John’s late aunt–his only remaining relative–she used to treat her sincerely, purely out of love for him.

Too bad sincerity couldn’t buy sincerity in return.

Now that she didn’t even want John anymore, why would she keep indulging Yvonne?

“I’m busy. Not doing it.”

“Fine, then make a wider variety of pastries this time. It’d be best if-‘

Yvonne paused mid–sentence, suddenly realizing what Lily had said.

She’d said no.

She’d always buttered her up before–how dare she refuse now?

Yvonne exploded. “Lily, what the hell? You think I’m begging you to do this? Let me tell you, if I want something, I can find plenty of people who’ll jump at the chance to bake and sew for me!”

“Mm.” Lily nodded indifferently. “So go ask them.”

She wasn’t even going to smooth things over?

She was really refusing?

Lily didn’t even spare her a glance as she walked off, leaving Yvonne stomping in frustration.

“Lily! You treat me like this, aren’t you scared I’ll tell my cousin? He cares about me the most! If he finds out how you’re bullying me, he’ll be furious!”

Once upon a time, that threat would’ve worked. Lily had always been terrified of upsetting John. Terrified he’d stop talking to her.

But not anymore.

She didn’t even pause or look back. “Do what you want.”

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Do what you want…

Yvonne nearly exploded on the spot.

Lily’s pastries really were amazing.

two trays to an afternoon tea, her friends couldn’t stop raving about how beautiful and delicious

all said Lily’s baking was better than any

the star of the evening. That double–sided embroidery, with lotuses

could match it.

new dress?

already promised her friends more exquisite desserts tomorrow–if Lily didn’t

just wait! You’ll be begging me to let you bake and sew

off to Jones

had been slammed with work all day. It wasn’t until

stormed up in her

line! A few pastries and a dress–how hard is that? I asked nicely, and not only did she refuse, she insulted

John blinked.

knew how kind Lily had always been to

spoiled and bratty, but Lily loved him. And because Yvonne was his only close family, Lily had always treated her like a

never refused her

her to say

upset–wanting him

hated when women

other day, how her forehead was still red from that injury, how hurt

guilt. He

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That cut must’ve

and yell at her. Tell

“Go home.”

off with a deep voice. “Lily’s not your maid. She has no obligation to make you pastries or dresses.

Yvonne instantly fell silent.

three million a

he really cut her off,

she still hated Lily’s guts, she didn’t dare say

look at

called Wayne and asked him to bring some medicine to his office–he

had just gotten several expensive pieces

Elsa

going to Lily, she rushed to text

day, a famous pork chop place opened across from Capital City’s top hotel. Lily went to try

elevator, she

was the wedding dress

beautiful in it–his most beautiful bride. Our wedding was perfect thanks to this dress.

fell to the gown she’d stitched

spent three months making

long months of late nights–but she’d never once

her hopes, all her dreams,

vows beneath the altar. Every stitch

it, John

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