The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 15 Lily’s Red Lips–His Personal Curse

Let her drown!

Simon kept telling himself he didn’t care about this ungrateful woman. He just didn’t want a dead body showing up at his villa.

But after parking the car, he stormed toward the pool.

Lily had already crawled out of the water.

The temperature had dropped tonight, and the pool was freezing.

Earlier, she had felt like her entire body was ablaze.

The fire had spread like wildfire, threatening to reduce her to ashes.

But the icy water extinguished those flames little by little until they were nothing more than dying sparks -eventually snuffed out entirely.

Now that the burning had stopped, the cold set in.

She tried to pull her clothes tighter.

But too much had happened tonight. Her body had endured too much. She’d been drugged, thrown around, jumped out a window, and plunged into freezing water.

Dragging herself from the pool had drained every last ounce of her strength. Before she could even gather her clothes, she collapsed to the ground, completely still.

“Lily, are you trying to die?!”

Simon’s expression turned uglier as he saw that even after throwing herself into a freezing pool, she still refused to ask him for help.

His eyes brimmed with contempt.

Still, when she didn’t move at all, he grudgingly stepped forward and hauled her up with one arm.

“Call the private doctor.”

Seeing her soaked through, he frowned in disgust again, then turned to the waiting maids. “Get her changed. Now.”

After jumping from a window and into a freezing pool, even the strongest person would struggle.

Her right ankle had swollen into a red lump, and soon after, she developed a high fever.

When it spiked past 100°F, the doctor administered an IV drip immediately.

By the time Lily finished the treatment, it was almost 1 a.m.

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Red Lips–His Personal

was in a foul mood all night. Every minute had been aggravating. He felt irritable, restless, and

doctor’s instructions–apply the ointment to her sprained ankle every

the doctor had been treating her earlier, Simon had taken a call from

had been delivered

the man who hired

match

had

had been in cash. No wire transfer.

the balcony, he hadn’t seen what Lily’s feet

foot, he finally noticed: it was unbelievably small and

taller–but her foot looked like a size

own size 44 feet, almost

He couldn’t

her nails were neat, smooth, and slightly pink under the white.

legs were beautiful

slender, fair–like they’d been carved from the finest

only made the swelling around her ankle look more

“Hideous.”

still chose to hurt Elsa over and over again because of you… He must

scowl, then reluctantly dipped a cotton swab into the ointment and began applying it to her

her flinch, foot jerking in his

sudden motion snapped Simon out of

was still holding her small,

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his nerves ablaze, heating his cheeks

Stay away from me from now

it was

it wasn’t her

her

Simon’s expression turned stormy.

he quickly let go and stormed into the bathroom to wash the ointment off

he returned, he stood at the bedside

because he wanted to

bed. He had nowhere else to

he kept his gaze away,

his eyes drifted back

after the IV, but her face was

pale porcelain—or like red maple leaves settling beneath

look as ugly