The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

hapter 26 Blood, Fire, and Fury

“There were also some extreme netizens who cornered Ms. Lily and started hurling insults–and garbage -at her.” Wayne said as he pulled up the video on his phone.

John glanced down and saw a crowd surrounding Lily. Banana peels, rotten eggs, apple cores, soda, milk tea… all thrown at her from every direction.

Her face was completely smeared by rotten eggs. Milk tea and soda had soaked her hair. Someone even hurled a full, unopened bottle of water at her head, It hit her hard enough to make her stumble, nearly collapsing to the ground.

John’s fingers clenched tighter and tighter. He wanted nothing more than to grind every one of those attackers into dust.

There was already a swollen lump forming on her forehead–she was clearly hurt.

“Find them!”

The pain blooming wildly in his chest made it impossible to keep watching.

He barked at Wayne, “I want detailed information on every single one of them! Notify Legal. I’m pursuing this all the way!”

The air around John was sharp with fury. It was cold–deadly cold–and terrifying.

But Wayne secretly let out a breath of relief.

He’d always felt that John’s favoritism toward Elsa was misplaced. Seeing him finally standing up for Ms. Lily was a welcome sight.

After all, during John’s hardest years, it had been Lily who stayed by his side.

Elsa claimed her family had forced her to break up with John four years ago, even sent her overseas against her will–but who really knew the truth?

“Boss, maybe you should call Ms. Lily?”

Wayne, always concerned about his boss’s happiness, mustered the courage to suggest, “She’s been humiliated like this… she probably really needs you right now.”

“Mm.”

Lily, John naturally reached

all he got was a busy

obvious–she had

cold, inch by inch. But thinking about what she’d endured today, he decided to go to her hotel and speak to

1/3

forward, a news alert popped up on his

mistress, shamelessly stealing the bride’s wedding

the article, only to realize the entire narrative

of him saying she was his girlfriend, along with several screenshots of their chats. Now the internet was overflowing with sympathy for

mistress.

knew Lily must’ve been hurting from the

approve of

screenshots would now subject Elsa to relentless

cancer–she also had severe depression. He feared that if she saw

that fear crossed his mind,

on the screen,

Elsa online… After seeing those posts, her depression came back.

the ER right now… I’m terrified she’ll never wake up

“What?!”

John instantly forgot about going to Lily. Without hesitation, he

had spiked another

online, and the delivery guy had just called to say he’d

He was already gone.

in her pajamas, Lily opened the door and picked

her head in a haze, and didn’t even notice Simon standing right

into her room when Simon stormed in like