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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!”

arrogant, unbending attitude was driving

this was her reaction

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

rolled her eyes so hard they nearly stuck. She hadn’t seen anything. What explanation did he want? She

his, she should be worried about her IQ dropping just from

relentless, unreasonable tantrum, she

ammed him

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are you trying to do,

Simou stillened.

suddenly shove him against the wall

the theater, for some stupid reason, he’d unbuttoned the top three Inttons of

his shirt, most

realized she was staring at his chest, a faint blush crept up from his cold, pale neck

hung a

the air around them suddenly felt unbearably hot. His mouth was dry,

demeanor. Even with a sullen face, he didn’t look all that

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

“A man?”

actually burst

again. “An idiot with

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

feel

definitely not

the hell was with the

Elsa like that. How could he possibly share her

who stirred up any thoughts