The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 236 Ugly Trouble

Ashton wasn’t blind. He could see perfectly well in the rearview mirror that his boss was still holding Lily’s

hand.

His vision blacked out–twice.

Last night, he’d clung to a sliver of hope. Maybe his boss was just going through a rebellious phase and only said he liked men to piss off the family.

But when he saw that dark, ugly sissy through the window, all hope died on the spot. He nearly fainted right over the steering wheel.

Still clinging to a thread of delusion, he tried to believe maybe his boss would be so horrified by the freak’s face that he’d cut ties for good.

Instead, his boss held the freak’s hand..

Watching that noble, exquisite, otherworldly face of his boss reflected side by side with that ghastly mug in the mirror–it made Ashton feel worse than if someone had stolen the precious cabbage he’d lovingly raised and handed it to a pig.

Honestly, even if his boss liked men and couldn’t be turned back, Ashton could accept it–as long as the guy was at least good–looking.

But no. Out of all the fine young men in the world, his boss had to choose the ugliest one.

What was the appeal? Was it the hideousness? The huge nose? The lack of basic hygiene?

Mr. Luke had made it very clear, if he ever caught his boss getting cozy with some random guy, he was to intervene at all costs–and report everything back immediately.

But Ashton was so crushed, he didn’t even have the strength to interfere.

He certainly didn’t have the guts to tell the old man. One glimpse of that monster’s face might give the guy a heart attack.

He was so distraught, he couldn’t even drive straight.

corner, the car nearly slammed into a line of

jolt knocked Lily off balance, and she tumbled right into James‘

a faint sweetness in her scent–soft and lingering–and the moment she collided

pulling her in tighter,

Ashton stared, dead inside.

What if the car swerved and gave those two

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the divider to block the view and focused on

the barrier, Ashton couldn’t

he had

place of aesthetic appreciation, he

boss, who had such a beautiful wife, want nothing more

face could ruin anyone’s appetite. How could his

Ashton wanted to cry.

the car might crash–and that freak might use the moment to cling to

teeth

the Luke

scenery on the far side of the mountain was stunning–perfect for

everything up. Tents were pitched, the grill was hot, and every kind of skewer imaginable was ready to

to leave and risk them

smiling like a

“Leila.”

voice was as cold

“How about you and Mr. Li take a seat and relax? I’ll handle

“No need.”

with Leila. The last thing he needed was a giant