Chapter 78 The Real Fiancée

Grace and Nancy were startled when they saw Lily’s swollen, red face.

“Oh my God, what happened to you? Who hit you?”

Grace rushed over and held Lily’s hand, her gentle face full of worry. “Lily, does it hurt?”

Nancy was just as heartbroken.

She gently touched Lily’s check, eyes brimming with tears. “Sweetheart, if someone hits you, why didn’t you dodge?”

Being comforted and cared for by Grace and Nancy made Lily cry, despite herself.

She wasn’t someone who cried easily.

In all those memories of being hurt and bullied, she’d learned that crying never helped.

Tears couldn’t save her–only made her look more pathetic.

But people are strange like that. When you’re hit, cursed at, or slandered, you might not cry. But when someone actually shows they care, your tears betray you

Seeing her cry, Nancy and Grace both panicked and tried to console her, flustered and worried.

Henry, Blanc, and Ivan, being men, didn’t step forward to wipe Lily’s tears. But the concern in their eyes was unmistakable.

The thought that Lily was bullied by outsiders on their own turf darkened their expressions even further. Luna had always seen Lily as a fake–someone who couldn’t compare to her real daughter, Mathilda.

She had assumed the Luke family would also find Lily beneath them, but she hadn’t expected Grace and Nancy to be so kind to her.

and disdain, Luna glared at Lily before greeting the two

well–Mathilda was

liar–selfish, vicious, shameless. She doesn’t

to get out of the Luke family so Mathilda

greeted the elders politely and with perfect manners. Then, with pure sincerity, she said, “I’ll take good care

almost laughed out loud

Mathilda was the original

The Real

sent over. Clearly they didn’t want Mathilda to be tied to a man in a coma, but also didn’t want

was unconscious, Mathilda didn’t want to be

he was awake, she suddenly wanted to come back and

something sarcastic to the Ginger family when

all–black

frame. He looked even more

Mathilda was stunned.

had seen pictures of James

unbelievably handsome. What

seeing him in person–better looking and more noble than in any photo–her heart

None of the simps who trailed

brilliant as him was

of her.

had to

sweetly, her voice

cold glance, his

James’s frosty demeanor, held Mathilda’s hand

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