The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Her Red Lips Stirred His Desire

“Simon, open those damn squinty eyes of yours and see for yourself–was I bullying your precious Lizzy, or was she setting me up?”

Lily’s mocking tone snapped Simon out of his daze.

When he realized she’d just insulted him, he exploded in a fit of rage.

Just as he was about to blow up, he noticed her hand coming awfully close to his face.

He frowned, ready to bark at her to back off–he wasn’t the type of man who got seduced by any random

woman.

But then he saw what was in her hand: a phone.

And on that cracked screen was a video of Elsa’s face.

Despite the damaged display, he could clearly see Elsa, crazed, shredding a pure white wedding dress to pieces. When the last scrap was nothing but tatters, she looked up, her gaze sharp and vicious, and glared at Lily.

The next second, she jammed the scissors straight into her own hand.

Simon’s eyes flew wide.

The shock hit so hard, he couldn’t even react at first.

To him, Lizzy had always been a warm, sunny girl.

Back when they were trapped beneath the rubble, those two days had felt endless. There was no light. No hope. He was starving, hurting, thinking the wreckage would be his grave.

But every time he lost hope, she would comfort him, encourage him, swearing that someone would come save them.

She was afraid he’d pass out and never wake up, so even after two days without water, with her voice hoarse beyond recognition, she kept talking. Kept him awake.

She liked music. She even sang Rolling in the Deep with that broken voice of hers.

In his heart, Lizzy was the purest, kindest girl in the world.

He couldn’t believe that that girl–the one who once pulled him out of the darkest hole in his life–could glare so viciously, could frame someone so cruelly.

And just as he was still reeling from the disbelief, Lily’s voice rang out again.

“As you can see, she stabbed her own hand. I never laid a finger on her. My conscience is clear. So, Simon

make me apologize to your

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Red

“I…”

handsome, aristocratic face showed

hadn’t expected

He’d been wrong.

get the hell out of

decisively. “Out. Just seeing you and Elsa disgusts me.

Simon didn’t respond.

lingered on her face,

forehead was

lashes

she looked like fine

made his chest twist

was blood on her

lips had brushed against his

at the memory, horrified

a full step

had misunderstood her this

the fact that she’d bullied his

was pure. If she’d done something like this, it had to be because Lily had pushed her too

her, so I won’t

face, voice as cold as a blade. “But if you ever dare to hurt her again, I

that, he turned and strode out of

he still despised her, he slammed the door shut with a loud

“Freak.”

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to still take

him more and more. Not even bothering to dwell on the mess that had just happened,

anymore about his blind devotion

the video because she couldn’t stand seeing justice

was bandaged, she

couldn’t stop thinking

him to drive Lily to the

messages.

him

Elsa tearing apart Lily’s handmade wedding dress and stabbing

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