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Chapter 117 The Breaking Point

Chapter 117 The Breaking Point

He was her husband.

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His face was burning red…..

It might be a high fever, just like hers.

With that thought, Lily reached out to touch his forehead.

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Her fingertips accidentally brushed against his cheek, and the scorching heat made her hand tremble slightly.

Not just his forehead–his entire face was burning up. He really was feverish!

“James, how are you feeling? Are you uncomfortable? I’ll go get the thermometer, you-

Just as she withdrew her hand, ready to grab the thermometer, she suddenly felt a heavy weight crash down on her.

The man who had been slouched motionless on the couch flipped over in a flash, pinning her beneath him like a wild animal.

Something was definitely wrong.

He and Simon were cousins, sharing a similar look–especially those striking phoenix–shaped eyes.

But while Simon’s gaze held a roguish charm, like a young war general riding through ancient streets with fluttering red sleeves and pride in his step…

James’s eyes were entirely different. They were cold, restrained, noble to the bone. Regal and untouchable.

Yet now, those stunning eyes were fogged with a dazed haze, the corners tinged with blood–red.

Seeing his expression, Lily’s heart skipped a beat.

He’s not just sick. He must’ve eaten something strange.

And that meant she needed to step away. Fast.

She’d promised him there would be no physical contact. She didn’t want him thinking she was after his body or taking advantage of him while he was vulnerable.

While he was still disoriented, Lily quickly tried to squirm out from under him–just pretend nothing happened.

But the moment she moved, the red at the corners of his eyes deepened.

Bloodshot veins bloomed rapidly in his dark pupils, like a god unchained from his bindings, dragging her down into his madness.

The next second, he cupped the back of her head–and his impossibly perfect lips crashed down on hers. Their breath tangled. Lily’s eyes flew open in shock.

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She couldn’t believe it. James had actually kissed her out of nowhere!

“Leila…”

His low, hoarse voice snapped her out of her daze.

Leila?

That must be the name of the woman he loved.

He wasn’t in his right mind. He thought she was someone else.

The Luke family had been nothing but kind to her. If James had someone in his heart, she couldn’t repay kindness with betrayal–taking advantage of him when he was drugged or confused.

if she ever touched someone she didn’t love in a moment

want James to carry that same regret. She tried to push

lean muscle. No matter how she struggled, she

to

you’ve got the wrong person. I’m

you’ll regret doing this. Let me

in a fog, isolated from the

He didn’t know what time it was. Couldn’t tell dream from

him

clearly through the mist. But he was

His Leila.

she was in his dream, how could he let her

dream. He didn’t have to hold back.

“Hey…”

go, Lily tried to

get a word out, he cupped her head again–and this time, the kiss was deeper, hotter, more

had

It was impossible to dodge or resist. A storm

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devoured everything.

And it stole Lily’s breath completely, leaving her unable to protest at

wasn’t experienced

awkward and even a bit

he found a rhythm–bit by bit, stealing her breath, her space, her

yet fresh. And strangely, she

liked

with her for the rest of their

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to be

he wanted a

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liked his family. And she certainly couldn’t ruin whatever deep bond he had with the woman he

“James…”

clung to the edge of the couch, finally managing to find her voice again. “Please wake up. I’m

“Mmm…”

deepened the kiss, swallowing her protests

you so much… so

now overflowed with a warmth so

clearly adored this

Lily was panicking.

women was never equal. He had one hand on her waist,

more

be bruiséd beyond repair, he finally pulled

over, she thought. Please let him forget

you… you need to let me go,

faltered, her eyes losing focus

In fact, his lips were already moving from her lips

Reverent, feverish, uninhibited.

tearing

drained from Lily’s

tensed, her voice

“I’m really not Leila…”

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but you’re not yourself right now. You think I’m the woman you love. When you come to, you’ll regret

push you off. Please wake up. Stop

wake up and assume she took advantage of him–along with what Grace, Nancy, and the

actions only grew

voice cracked with a sob, “I’m Lily! I’m not that