The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 356 I Said Stop Touching Mc

After rinsing out the bowl, James grabbed a change of clothes and headed into the bathroom

Lily hadn’t slept in that bed for a while. She thought returning to it would feel strange, that she’d lie awake unable to sleep.

But the blanket carried that familiar, clean, crisp scent of woods and herbs, his scent and somehow, it gave her a deep sense of comfort and security, Curled up beneath the gradually warming covers, she drifted off faster than she expected.

When James stepped out of the bathroom, that was what he saw.

The girl lay quietly nestled in his bed, looking especially obedient. Thanks to the chicken soup, her little face had finally regained some color, a faint blush softening her pallor; even her lips were a rosy red, sweet and soft in a way that tugged at his heart, and made him really want to kiss her.

But the swelling on her cheek–puffed up high–was an eyesore.

He called Ashton and gave instructions to block Yulia’s exit and teach her a lesson. Then he peeled a hard- boiled egg and sat beside Lily, carefully rolling it across her swollen cheek.

Yulia had slapped her with full force earlier. Lily’s face had really taken a hit.

As James gently rolled the egg across the bruised skin, his fingertips occasionally brushed her cheek. The pain faded, replaced by a warm, soothing comfort. Seeking more warmth, Lily unconsciously rolled over and wrapped her arms around him.

She murmured sleepily, “Hug…‘

“”

James never used to check Facebook much.

But ever since Jackson had added him as a friend, he’d sometimes find himself scrolling without thinking. Just now, he had stumbled on another of Jackson’s posts–one set to “Only Visible to James.”

today. Puppy is heartbroken. But Lily said she’d go on a

accompanied by a photo of a little white puppy, tears

soon as he saw it, James’s mind swapped the puppy’s head for

go get a thermometer when he felt a pair of soft

heard her mumbling,

about her little puppy…

features turned

going to be anyone’s stand–in–especially not

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Said Stop Touching

a man could muster, he pushed her

was sleeping soundly and didn’t

warth, warmer than even the cozy blanker, and she didn’t want to

Then, she nestled her

comfortably against his side.

“Lily!”

body tensed;

her hands weren’t

soft little fingers slipped under the hem of

His temples throbbed violently from

little sanity he had left, he rasped, “Lily, are

he’d seen another one of Jackson’s posts–again, visible

was so tacky, it made James

and lifted it up with his teeth, showing off his sculpted chest and abs. “Wedding