The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 204 Crushed Hopes

She couldn’t very well voice the thought out loud–it would hurt his pride. So instead, she closed her eyes halfway and stretched out her leg like a soldier accepting her fate.

When James lowered his gaze, the bloody wound on her calf came into view.

The rest of her skin was far too fair, smooth, and delicate. Against that pristine canvas, the raw, torn flesh, on her calf looked even more jarring.

It made his eyes sting. His chest, too.

Without betraying any emotion, he lowered his lashes and focused intently on treating the wound.

Lily was bracing herself, half expecting him to mess it up and make things worse. But to her surprise, his touch was steady and skilled. By the time he sprinkled the hemostatic powder, she barely felt any pain.

Concerned she might aggravate the wound again, he decided to wrap it up.

The light in the room was soft.

It bathed him in a warm glow, softening the edges of his cool, angular features. In that moment, he looked even more breathtaking than usual.

As she stared at the perfection of his profile, her heart began to race uncontrollably.

She realized she might truly be falling for him.

She knew some questions shouldn’t be asked–but her thoughts were scattered, her heart pounding. She couldn’t hold back. “James, if someone you don’t like tried to get close to you… even wanted to be with you… would you feel disgusted?”

If he said no, maybe she could finally tell him the truth–that she was Leila.

James didn’t answer right away.

drifted to what had happened earlier that

paint off his car. When confronted, she claimed she couldn’t pay for the

repair cost meant nothing

he had no intention of letting her

cost lives one day. He

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Chapter 204 Crushed Hopes

a coma. He didn’t know much about current trends or those kinds of

even so, he found

he

delicate as they might appear–held up half the sky. He respected those who

didn’t mean he couldn’t find

could crash into a man’s car and then claim it was romantic to throw herself at

had her

immediately had Ashton pull her aside and proceed

to the present, he answered plainly, “Yes. I’d be disgusted.

fleeting sense of hope–of excitement–shattered in

disaster. She had

a painful loss, even though she tried to stay optimistic, her heart still trembled at the idea of love. She couldn’t help but be

that pouring her heart into someone again would only end in

what if her love became a burden

the idea of her wanting to get close made

let him see her scarred, ugly face on Sunday. Let

could get on with his