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Chapter 217 No Interest in You

Chapter 217 No Interest in You

“Lily!”

It was the first une Simon had been humiliated like this There was no way he was going to let it slufe

He called after her, but when she didn’t even slow down, he stormed forward and blocked her path, his face dark with anger.

“You peeked at me in the bathroom… How can you be so shameless?”

Lily had no time to waste with Simon. She needed to find someone to help catch these men. She glared at him and shoved him hard.

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“Can you take your brain with you when you leave the house next time? When did I ever peek at you the bathroom! I was being chased by some dangerous people. I climbed down from the fourth floor to the third. I was so busy getting through that window, I didn’t have time to care about your personal business! And with that ridiculous face and your total lack of sense, there’s nothing worth looking at. Even if you paid me to look. I wouldn’t bother!”

There was nothing worth looking at….

Simon’s face darkened a shade deeper.

Was she implying he wasn’t… developed?

Back in school, he’d used the bathroom with plenty of his classmates. He was definitely more developed than most of them. Was she blind?

“Move!”

Before he could even recover from the shame and fury, Lily shoved him again with such force that he nearly stumbled into the hallway wall.

“Stop blocking people’s way!”

“Lily!”

at Simon’s temple. Her arrogant,

reaction after supposedly seeing

so tightly that his knuckles cracked. He inhaled sharply and said through gritted teeth, “You saw my body.

stuck. She hadn’t seen anything. What explanation did he want? She seriously suspected he was just fishing for

empty brain of his, she should be worried about her IQ dropping just

tantrum, she gripped his shirt

ammed him

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the hell are you trying

Simou stillened.

him against the wall and

for some stupid reason, he’d unbuttoned the top three Inttons of his shirt something he never

that she had a grip on his shirt, most of his chest

blush crept up from his cold, pale neck

hung a neon

no idea why, but the air around them suddenly felt unbearably hot. His mouth was dry, his heart

icy demeanor. Even with

out shaky and defensive. “Grabbing a man’s clothes out of nowhere–have

“A man?”

burst

again. “An idiot with no brain counts as a

I didn’t look at your body. I’m not the least bit interested in your scrawny physique. Why the hell would I want to look? You and John can go play your weird little two–on- one with Elsa all you want–just don’t come at me with your brain–dead, senseless crap. And definitely stop showing up in front of me acting like you’re doing me

feel his eye

were definitely not lacking in weight, thank you

was with the “two–on–one

Elsa like that. How

who stirred up any