The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 399 Soup and Silence

Chapter 399 Soup and Silence

Watching Lily and Jackson gaze at each other, so full of emotion, James realized how utterly out of place

he was.

He knew he shouldn’t still be in her hospital room.

But like a man possessed, he couldn’t bring himself to leave.

Clinging to his last shred of presence, he forced a word out. “Lily, I’ll get you some soup.”

Lily’s room was a top–tier VIP suite.

It had a kitchen, a study, massage chair, projector–all the comforts one could need. It wasn’t just a hospital room; it was a place someone could actually live and rest in peace.

Earlier, while James sat at Lily’s bedside, Nancy had sent the family chef over with fresh ingredients, worried she’d wake up hungry.

She’d planned for the chef to stay in the rest area next door, but James had insisted on cooking for Lily himself–wanting to win some favor. Nancy, hoping to help his case, let the chef leave.

The soup had been simmered with Chinese yam. The fragrance of the herbal sweetness mixed with the yam’s light aroma wafted out the moment the lid was lifted–enough to make anyone’s mouth water.

James quickly ladled a bowl and returned to her bedside. “I’ll feed you.”

To Jackson, James was the epitome of a scumbag. No way was he going to let that man feed Lily.

Turning sharply, he raised a brow at James, the defiance in his posture palpable. “I’m here. Why would Lily need you to feed her?”

you’ve got any sense of shame left, get out of here. Don’t poison her

James’s heart clenched.

guilt–if he hadn’t forced himself on Jackson’s fiancée–he’d have kicked him out the door

and cold. He sat at Lily’s bedside, lifted a spoonful

always clung to James–like in the Xander family’s basement, where she’d thrown all caution aside just to hold him

wanted him by her and their

child. He’d hovered

1 bed, waiting

You’re busy–there’s no need to stay just because the elders asked you to.

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to rely on

Once Jaines left, she’d hire a couple of reliable

expression turned pitch–black,

aching chest, he forced his voice steady. “Grandpa told me not to leave your side. If I walk out of here, he’ll be furious. Lily, I’ll be staying at the hospital to take care of you

Now drink

instinctively tightened her grip on

to stay… for

was she supposed to fake her abortion

take it day by

to leave eventually–there’d be urgent matters, meetings, something. When that time came, she’d create

report.

shame,” Jackson scoffed. “Lily doesn’t need

he reached out to snatch the bowl from

his phone rang.

was being rushed to the hospital. The