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.

to an afternoon tea, her

said Lily’s baking was better than any professional

months ago for a banquet had made her the star of the evening. That double–sided embroidery, with lotuses on the front and koi fish on the back–no high–end custom

could match it.

her a new dress? How was she supposed

friends more exquisite desserts tomorrow–if Lily didn’t come through, she’d lose

me to let you bake and

Yvonne stomped off to Jones

work all day. It wasn’t until just before closing that Yvonne

up in

A few pastries and a dress–how hard is that? I asked nicely, and not only did she refuse, she insulted me! You’ve got to put her in her place. Make her

John blinked.

kind Lily had always

his only close family, Lily had always

never refused her

hadn’t expected her to say no

upset–wanting him to

when women acted spoiled

he remembered how shaken she’d looked the other day, how her forehead was still red from that

ached with guilt. He decided to

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That cut must’ve

and yell

“Go home.”

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

Yvonne instantly fell silent.

gave her three million

cut her off,

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

didn’t look at her

some medicine to his office–he planned

for free gifts, had just gotten several expensive pieces

Elsa to become

going to

from Capital City’s

elevator, she saw Elsa standing in front of

was the wedding

me borrow the dress. John said I looked beautiful in it–his most beautiful bride. Our wedding was perfect thanks to

to the gown she’d

three months making

nights–but she’d never

all her dreams, all her love for John and their

the altar. Every stitch had been full

wear it, John had handed it over–without

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