The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 106 No More Games

Chapter 106 No More Games

The line was busy.

It was clear she’d blocked his number.

John had no choice but to switch to a backup phone and try again.

This time, she picked up quickly,

“Hello, who is-”

“Lily, how long are you going to keep this up?”

Lily had answered with basic courtesy, but the second she heard John’s voice, her expression turned frosty. and her eyes lit up with sharp disdain.

Her voice carried none of the softness he once knew, only coldness and annoyance. “John, that should be

my my question. How long are you going to keep this up? We broke up. I really, really don’t want you life anymore.”

“Broke up?” John let out a mocking laugh. “Don’t tell me you’re still going with that I’m married‘ lie. Lily, this kind of trick is pointless. It doesn’t make me worry about you. It just makes you look ridiculous.”

Seriously?

Lily felt exhausted just trying to communicate with him.

Still, if it meant he’d finally leave her alone, she forced herself to stay calm. “I’m not lying. I really am married. I’m doing just fine. Your constant interference is disgusting.”

“John, can’t we just part ways peacefully? Every time you reach out, it makes me regret ever falling for you.”

made me

grip

He looked like a trapped

she tries to push my

the truth is, I miss her.

yes, I had hurt her, Badly.

tone,

you. I know I was misled by what was online yesterday. I assumed the worst of you. I didn’t give you the trust you deserved. I know that hurt you. But I regret it. Deeply. Once we get married, I’ll

Lily blinked in surprise.

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No

he really

would’ve been

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everything–my pride, my boundaries, even myself. One word from him, and I’d pour

what did I get

him with everything I had, he still

said he wouldn’t

him, all I’d get is

come pick you up. Just tell me

answer. Thinking her silence meant she was softening, he kept coaxing her. voice sweet and low. “After we register, let’s go do a photo shoot too. Maybe book a

“John.”

Lily cut in.

tone didn’t match the joy he was expecting. It was cold.

cut her off for good? Can you stop seeing her, stop caring about her, stop thinking about her? Can you

“Lily…”

John frowned.

was grating. I