The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 369 The Failed Seduction

“What? You’re hurt?”

Lily panicked the moment she heard it. She leapt out of bed and hurried to examine him, eyes filled with

concern.

Worried that the wound might hurt if left untreated, she rushed to grab the first aid kit.

“James, lie down on the bed. I’ll take care of it.”

Seeing her so anxious about him, James’s usually cold eyes softened with a rare warmth.

But knowing her concern stemmed from gratitude and not affection, that warmth was quickly swallowed. by a bitter sense of disappointment.

Still, remembering how the forum’s helpful commenters had said combining a seductive display with a minor injury was the ultimate combo move, he lay face–down on the bed, expression stoic.

Lily had already changed into a clean set of pajamas.

But when she saw the torn scraps of her pink silk sleepwear still on the bed – one piece resting lightly on his sculpted back like a fallen peach blossom petal – she couldn’t help recalling the chaos of last night. The haze of his post–rauma episode, their closeness, the heat. Her face flushed, and her heart started to

race.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the first aid kit and examined his back.

But… she couldn’t find any wound.

Knowing how principled and disciplined James was, she didn’t think he’d joke about something like this.

Maybe it’s just my eyes acting up?

She rubbed her eyes, but still found nothing – only the faint scars from his old car accident.

She finally asked hesitantly, “You’re sure the injury is on your back? I… I don’t see it.”

“Lower,” he replied, suppressing a wave of guilt.

James felt utterly shameless.

The injury could’ve gone on his shoulder, arm, or upper back.

But no

“Oh.”

he’d chosen his

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to the whole rear side as the

physically close

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condition had flared up, she’d touched

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fully aware. Touching him now especially pulling his waistband down-

she liked him.

treat the wound, she’d worry it would get worse. So she told herself to push aside

patients all the time. She just needed to act like a doctor.

herself, she gingerly tugged his waistband

His waist…

Was amazing.

your

waist of

distinctly masculine presence that seemed to envelop her. Even her breath

followed on short video apps didn’t have lower

it was like he

This should be illegal.

went haywire

traitorous hand almost reached out to

–

—

about to do, she yanked it back

spotted the wound on

-about three or four centimeters long. Not too deep, but the tiny beads of blood

heart ached just looking

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