The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 87 One Heart, One Lifetime

Chapter 87 One Heart, One Lifetime

She had already told him–when he vanished all those years ago, she hadn’t been angry.

As long as he was alive and well, that was enough for her.

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She truly didn’t want James to be stuck in guilt over disappearing without a word. So after saying she didn’t blame him, she quickly changed the subject.

“James, I was seriously awesome today. Can you guess what I did?”

Watching the text bubble bounce across the screen, James could almost picture the girl resting her chin in her palm, brimming with pride.

The storm of pain and self–loathing on his face began to dissolve. He gently traced his fingers across her message, and slowly, the sharpness in his eyes softened.

Just as he was about to type a reply, her messages came rapid–fire.

“I beat up my ex–boyfriend’s crush today.

“I slapped her seven times. It felt amazing.”

“James, aren’t I incredible?”

Ex–boyfriend.

Those two words hit James like a freezing wind.

He hadn’t expected that she had once loved someone–truly loved them.

Bitterness spread like wildfire beneath his ribs, pulling tight across his chest. It hurt even to breathe.

But… it was her ex–boyfriend.

James had never confessed his feelings to her–not before he fell into a coma, not even after. And in the four and a half years he was gone, he had no right to expect her to remain alone.

Still, from now on–he hoped the man beside her would be him.

had never been a

she mattered so much, he moved with extraordinary

screen for a long time, he

impressive. Ex–boyfriend? You’re

Then after a pause:

“Does your hand hurt?”

compliment, Lily broke into a glowing

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hand hurt, a warm flush spread through her chest–and her eyes stung,

back: “It felt so

Even though they had never met in real

about her

even wished I could be with him in my next life. He promised me forever, too. I thought

wishy–washy cheater anymore. As for a new boyfriend… I’m not interested. Men are too unreliable, I just want

once

wished to spend her next life with

ache came crashing down again

disloyal flirt,” he was a little

had

arranged marriage… that reaction made him no different

A player.

heir of

like, “Not

Lily realized she’d gone too

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after all–wasn’t it kind of rude to rant about how unreliable men

Quickly, she added:

dad wasn’t one. And I know you’re

not“-a soft

another message

do you think all men have

“No.”