The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 35 Careful Yvonne, You’re Foaming Again

It was disgusting. She regretted not smashing everything in the nursery that day when she’d stormed out in a hurry.

But while the revulsion hit her at first, staring at that pink study desk slowly dulled her heart to numbness.

That reckless, wholehearted love for John–dreaming of marrying him, having children together–felt like something from a past life.

There’s no chasing what’s gone. They both had to move forward.

So whether he and Elsa were kissing on that desk—or doing far worse–it had nothing to do with her

anymore.

“Lily, you’re honestly so pathetic–fawning over my cousin like a simp, and in the end, you still ended up with nothing. I’m warning you, quit clinging to my cousin. The only one in his heart is Lizzy. They’re the real deal! A trashy girl like you doesn’t even deserve to carry Lizzy’s shoes. She’s the only woman I’ll ever recognize as my cousin’s wife. Try messing with them again, and I won’t let it slide!”

“Huh, no surprise–you bark like a dog, too. Pretty convincing!”

Yvonne’s messages got filthier and filthier; Lily stopped reading.

Right after that last one, she blocked Yvonne’s WeChat account without hesitation.

Just as expected, once she was blocked, Yvonne called her right away.

Lily always enjoyed cutting people off mid–rant–letting them choke on their own fury before hanging up. Let them scream into the void, seething in helpless rage.

Yvonne had woken her up in the middle of the night with all those spam messages. If Lily didn’t make me lose sleep too, what kind of justice was that?

the third call, Lily finally picked up, calm and

filthy wench, did you seriously just call me a

a rabid dog and you start foaming at the

“Foaming at the mouth and biting

suggest you head to the hospital and get one. Maybe they’ll throw in a

wench, who do

give her the chance to finish. She hung up mid–sentence

too.

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she didn’t get to scream her lungs out at someone,

the

fantastic.

and drifted off into a

Lily headed to the

he was already

saw her, he beamed and waved, his smile warm like

“Big-”

marry James; no need to stir up trouble. He quickly corrected himself, “Lily, you made it! My

a year older than Lily. Out of respect for both her and his big brother, he’d decided

been pleasant, and Lily had gotten used to his sunny, straightforward nature. She gave him

run into John, Simon, Elsa,

right next door, Lily figured Elsa

and Simon, no doubt they had come