The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

hapter 280 Delete You? Couldn’t Do It

Chapter 280 Delete You? Couldn’t Do It

But when James saw the message she had sent, it felt like his heart was being torn apart. Yesterday had been her wedding. He said he’d been too busy that night, but on his wedding night, what else could he possibly have been busy with

In that instant, every word on the screen turned into a barbed arrow, stabbing straight through him. A thousand arrows pierced his heart, leaving him wishing he were dead. Lille… really didn’t want me anymore.

The study window was open, and the air flowed freely through the room, yet he still clutched his chest, gasping for air, a suffocating pressure weighing down on him.

The endless ache and sourness consumed his heart; for a moment, he didn’t even have the strength to hold the phone in his hand. He froze in pain for a long while before finally mustering enough energy to grip the phone again.

His fingers trembled so violently that it took several tries before he could even type.

He didn’t want Leila to get married.

He didn’t want her to take a wife or have children. But seeing her marry and settle down had been his grandfather’s last wish.

And now she had married. She had consummated the marriage. He couldn’t shamelessly interfere and tear them apart.

He couldn’t bear to put her in a difficult spot; he couldn’t bear to make her unhappy.

All he could do was let go and bless her.

Lillse, congratulations on your wedding.”

Normally, he typed quickly. But now, those few words felt like they had drained every last ounce of strength from his body.

the searing pain of the message on his screen, he forced himself to continue typing after a long

you and your wife a lifetime of joy and

like his soul had slipped away. He sat there

to reply–but at the

seconds later,

Thanks

that one word was enough to stuff out every last trace of the tenderness and ambiguity that had

existed between them.

It was over, Completely.

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Delete You?

wanted to say one more thing. Lille, please be

those words, because deep down, he wanted her happiness to come from him. He wanted to be the

a distance, like a pitiful outsider hiding in the dark,

in real life or online, let’s not contact each other anymore. Please delete me from

wanted them to delete each other. James‘ fingers trembled so badly he could barely hold his phone. Still,

after that. He tapped

each other, never disturbing one another again–that was the right thing to do. The mature thing. But no matter how many times he went back and forth into her profile. he just couldn’t bring himself to

he thought. Fine. Let it be. Just delete

friends list forever. Occasionally, he’d glance at her cartoon avatar… sometimes, he’d let himself

Lillse. I’m sorry…

stop himself from remembering Lily too, James gripped his phone tight, eyes red, whispering through clenched teeth.

wasn’t a more disgusting man on