The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 47

Chapter 47 Is That My Earring?

Chapter 47 Is That My Earring?

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Lily staggered along the wall until she reached the door to her hotel room. Just as she was about to open it, she saw someone standing nearby.

It was Simon.

Their eyes met, and Simon’s usually carefree, handsome face instantly stiffened with discomfort.

After his meeting tonight, he didn’t even know why–somehow, he’d ended up outside Lily’s hotel room.

He was about to pretend he’d come here for something else and walk away when the strong smell of alcohol hit him.

She was swaying, clearly very drunk.

His expression darkened. “Lily, why did you drink so much?”

“Get out of my way!”

Lily was getting drunker by the second; her head buzzed so loud she couldn’t make out a word he was saying.

Simon seemed to multiply before her eyes.

He swayed back and forth with the hotel room door, making it hard to tell whether he was standing to her left or her right..

Her head felt unbearably heavy; all she wanted was to collapse into the soft hotel bed and sleep until the world ended.

Guessing there was no one blocking her on one, side, she stumbled in that direction.

Unfortunately, she guessed wrong–Simon was standing right there.

lurched forward and smacked her head right into his

it, her left pearl earring

“My earring…”

go. But this was her favorite pair of pearl

know what

had slipped down into his shirt collar, she instinctively

slurred, and Simon couldn’t understand what she

could clearly see–and feel–her soft, delicate hand brushing

froze. The pale skin behind his ears turned a deep red, like fine marble scorched by

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as a statue for half a minute, before speaking with clear discomfort. “Lily, what the heck are you trying

focused on retrieving her

his shirt

at his collar, her slender fingers moved and

were sober, even if she adored that pair of pearl earrings,

so drunk she could barely recognize the person

tug his collar–he was stunned when she actually unbuttoned

tensed even more, hard

brazen little hand, his

collarbone, a shiver

trembling, and asked again, “What exactly are you trying

say a word, just clung to his shirt and stared

face away once more. She’s

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