The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 85 Flames and Cracks

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Simon’s face darkened as he gripped Lily’s shoulders tight voice low and sharp through gritted teeth.

“What did you just say? Say it again if you dare!”

“I’ll say it a thousand more times–you’ve got atrophied brain cells, and your brain’s been eaten by a dog.”

She didn’t even wait for a response. She stomped down hard on his foot.

Then, without looking back, she spun around with all the arrogance in the world and marched toward her car parked nearby.

Fury radiated from her every step–like a blazing flame, vivid and wild, searing his vision and scorching something deeper he couldn’t quite name,

Simon just stood there, stunned and wordless.

Even the bloodstains on her clothes were burning into his mind. And though he tried not to care, he found himself wondering–was she hurt anywhere else?

Did she bleed somewhere other than her face?

He wanted to ask. But by the time he gathered his thoughts, she had already sped away, the sound of her tires echoing down the street.

He was secretly relieved he didn’t ask. Because asking would have meant he cared.

But he didn’t care. He couldn’t

This woman humiliated Elsa. Right in front of him. She didn’t deserve an ounce of sympathy.

He told himself again and again.

He only cared about one girl in his life–Elsa.

on Elsa again, he’d make sure she never survived in

blood on Lily’s

hands touching her skin. It made her want to

wanted was to

family

lock was broken. No matter how many times she fiddled with it, it wouldn’t shut

uneasy not being able to lock the

she’d overheard the housekeeper say James

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for hours. Besides, the bedroom door

mostly closed,

medicinal cream worked

from this morning had already disappeared after

put on another layer to treat the one Randall gave her. Already, the redness

were all so

six months she’d have to leave

into a sudden marriage. She couldn’t ruin his

stayed at work for

made his way through the underground garage,

missed his arms but clung tightly to his sleeve instead–her tears soaking into the cuff and making his skin

he headed straight to the bathroom to wash off

was

no sound

empty, he didn’t knock–just walked in, clothes in

“Ah!”

finished her shower

James entered, she let out a scream, startled out of her

usual emotionless face