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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Lily’s Red Lips–His

in a foul mood all night. Every minute had

the doctor’s instructions–apply the ointment to her sprained ankle every half hour on the first

earlier, Simon had taken a call from

thugs had been delivered to the

who hired them–wearing

description didn’t match his

had impersonated

had been in cash. No

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

noticed:

her

size 44 feet, almost thought it

the warmth and softness in his palm were real. He couldn’t deny it–some

nail polish, but her nails were neat, smooth,

legs were beautiful

slender, fair–like they’d been

her ankle look more jarring.

“Hideous.”

John still chose to hurt Elsa over and

reluctantly dipped a cotton swab into the ointment and began applying it

made her flinch, foot

Simon out of his

then did he realize–he was still holding her

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practically pressed together. The contact set his nerves ablaze, heating his cheeks with

Stay away from me from now

anger–but it was panic more than

wasn’t her clinging to

her

Simon’s expression turned stormy.

stung, he quickly let go and stormed into the bathroom

he returned, he stood at the

wanted to

his bed. He had nowhere else

first, he kept his gaze away,

his eyes

down a bit after the IV, but her face was

had been brushed across pale porcelain—or like

she didn’t look as