Chapter 201 What Should Be Forgotten

Chapter 201 What Should Be Forgotten

“I won’t mix things up like that again. I’m really, really sorry.”

James didn’t say a word. He simply pressed his hand flat against his chest.

He knew, with absolute certainty, that the one he wanted in this life–must be Leila. Could only be Leila

And yet, for some unfathomable reason, hearing Lily say she’d only kissed him because she mistook him for someone else–it made something deep in his chest ache. As if he were sick.

But they were about to get divorced.

He would compensate her for what happened tonight with a full set of emerald jewelry. It would serve both as an apology–and as a wedding gift for her and that old classmate of hers.

Who she liked, who she wanted to be with, who she married–it didn’t matter.

And this strange discomfort in his chest? It didn’t matter either.

As James continued to sit in silence, Lily grew increasingly anxious.

She had just opened her mouth to speak again, hoping to ease the tension and maybe lighten the impact of her terrible mistake–when she suddenly noticed something.

Her hospital gown… was torn.

Had she ripped it herself while being all bold and shameless earlier?

Could she really be that strong?

But if she hadn’t torn it, there was only one other possibility–and she refused to believe that.

James hated her. There was no way he’d want to rip her clothes.

Her best guess was that after she’d grabbed him and kissed him, he’d fought to get away–so forcefully that the gown had been accidentally torn.

She understood. She really did.

When Lily lowered her gaze to look at her gown, James‘ eyes also fell upon her.

The loose, soft hospital gown had already been shredded in his hands just moments ago, fluttering like a butterfly as it fell apart.

tattered bits of fabric clung to her body, offering

remain hung like/wisps of gauze over undulating hills–half–hidden, half–revealed–casting

was almost

hadn’t tied her hair

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over her shoulders, reaching all the way to her waist. Then contrast of inky black against such pale white created

spirit–pure and enticing–pulling at the strings of

a siren, freshly turned human, whose

effect.

window hadn’t

air drifted in, stirring the curtains and bringing a light chill–but to James, it suddenly felt like the temperature

turned hot,

having realized her indecent state, quickly

too, turned his head sharply away, as

image–the stark white skin tangled in dark silk–played in his mind like a

in the world faded into nothing. There was only that haunting contrast of black

It was inescapable. Unforgettable.

only made him hate himself

noticed something else–those marks near her

didn’t want to admit it, but they

two people in

Those marks weren’t self–inflicted.

had to be

kissed him–wasn’t that enough of a nightmare for him? There was no

the marks must’ve been accidental–left behind during his

just crawl under the bed

did just now… really crossed the line. I

“Mm.”

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all the way to her waist. That contrast of inky black against such pale white created a

newly born forest spirit–pure

turned human, whose innocence and seduction blurred

window hadn’t been shut

bringing a light chill–but to James,

hot,

indecent state, quickly yanked the blanket

too, turned his head

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