The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 143 Tangled

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She knew better than anyone how much he hated being touched by her. The Luke family had treated her so well–she didn’t want to repay their kindness by constantly getting under his skin.

She just wanted to get away from him as quickly as possible.

But the more anxious she got, the tighter her hair tangled. There was no way she could pull away from him!

Truthfully, if it had only been a few strands, she would’ve yanked them out–no matter how painful–just to avoid making him uncomfortable.

But this time, too much of her hair was caught.

If she pulled it all at once, she’d likely tear out a patch of her scalp. She didn’t have the courage for that.

Taking a deep breath, she confessed, “I didn’t mean to get so close to you. My… my hair’s caught.”

James’s expression remained just as dark.

But he wasn’t blind.

After hearing her speak, he gave her hair a glance and saw that it really was tangled up on him.

He didn’t have long hair himself, but he could imagine how painful it must be to rip strands out by force.

Suppressing his irritation, he said coldly, “Hurry up.”

Lily knew what he meant–he saw her hair was stuck and was telling her to get it out quickly.

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She didn’t dare hesitate and immediately went to work trying to untangle it.

But with her back to him like this, she had no leverage and couldn’t keep any distance between them.

So she carefully turned to face him and, fingers trembling, started picking at the section of hair that was caught.

get away from her. He sat up in bed and stared

twitched. She didn’t dare slack off even for

so desperate, she nearly wished she had a pair

way they

what people would think if they

position.

James would be mortified.

herself to carefully freeing her hair strand by

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Chapter 143 Tangled

had worn a fairly

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and buttons

everything

over now, body leaning forward, not to mention the clumsy way she’d been all over James carlier–her top button had come

snowfall in spring, with a gorgeous

delicate, that bloom brought a hint of color and allure to the endless

Breathtaking. Dazzling.

“Lily!”

A gentleman doesn’t ogle.

wasn’t wearing anything underneath. He

ask, as delicately as possible, if he could undo his belt so she could get her hair free-

fright. Only then did she realize that at some point,

with the way she was

blank. She shot upright and scrambled to button

hair was still caught on him, and that sudden motion sent a jolt of pain through her scalp so intense that her eyes

to collect the soul that

looked at her automatically when

understood–she’d yanked

tightness settled in his

But it wasn’t important.

Didn’t matter.

more time with