The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 232 Cold Light of Day

John kept chanting the same lie to himself, over and over again—Lily would never leave him. He’d recovered the silver bracelet he had made for her with his own hands. Once he returned it to her wrist, she would surely return to him.

Before he knew it, his car had pulled up outside the Luke family estate.

He was about to roll down his window and tell the guards to open the gate when his phone rang–loud and sharp, like a siren.

The call was from the hospital.

Elsa had attempted suicide by swallowing pills,

She had pulled this stunt before.

The last time, he’d been frantic with worry.

But this time… a wave of weariness, even disgust, rose in his chest.

He hadn’t expected taking care of Elsa, walking with her through her final stretch of life, would come with so much drama.

And he certainly hadn’t expected Lily to completely misread him, even try to leave him.

Still, he owed Elsa for what happened four years ago. She didn’t have long to live. He couldn’t bring himself to abandon her–not yet. So, he turned the car around and headed for the hospital.

After James carried Lily into the car, she immediately pressed herself up against the door, putting space between them.

The truth was, she missed the warmth of his arms already.

carried her downstairs, part of her had secretly hoped the walk would never end–that he’d carry her

no matter how long, had an end. Sooner or later, she had to wake up from this fantasy

to what she’d said earlier–claiming she dreamed of being his wife just to make John back off–she quickly clarified, “James, don’t get the wrong idea. I didn’t mean what I said about wanting to be wife. I just wanted

your

“Mm.”

glanced at the now–empty seat beside him and gave a quiet, emotionless

to think about it. Anyway, you don’t need to worry–I’m not going

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His eyes briefly swept

dropped again, falling on the red marks around her neck. The

earlier kept echoing in his mind–how Lily had broken three ribs working to raise money for his

Didn’t it hurt?

Was it worth it?

in

that wouldn’t go away. Maybe that discomfort was what made him ask,

Huh?

to ask something like

curiosity. More likely, he just thought she had terrible

argue with that.

hoped we’d grow old side by side. Even when it was one–sided, I still didn’t want to let go. But eventually,

given up on John completely. She wasn’t the type to

was destined to end. There was no point getting involved in each

thought of her breaking three ribs–for someone like John–still stuck in his mind like a splinter under