The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 426

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Chapter 427 The Breaking Point

Chapter 427 The Breaking Point

Lily remembered the day John recorded her voice.

It had been when they had just made their relationship official. Sometimes, he would grow insecure and ask her to say she loved him, that she would never leave him.

Back then, she had truly loved him. Her whole heart and mind had been filled with him, so of course she’d said it.

But saying it wasn’t enough–he had insisted on recording it.

He’d said that once it was recorded, it would be proof, and she could never go back on her word for the rest of her life.

They had even made an agreement: whenever he played that recording, no matter how badly they fought, they had to make up. They could never break up.

Lily had once believed they truly never would.

But after Elsa returned to the country, she had realized there was no such thing as “forever.”

A relationship needed both people to nurture it if it was to be happy and lasting.

When only one person gave everything, while the other repaid it with betrayal and mistrust, even the deepest love would eventually be worn away.

And in its place, resentment would grow.

“Lily, you said it yourself–whenever I play the recording, no matter how angry you are, you won’t leave me.”

John knelt on one knee by the bed, clutching the recorder in a death grip. “These words came from your own mouth. You can’t go back on them.”

“Let’s make up.”

want to go back

no way Lily would reconcile with

if you don’t betray me. John, you broke your word. You betrayed my

betray

there was nothing between

when he’d been drunk out of his mi and left her

voice went hoarse. “I

orced himself on her…

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427 The Breaking

regrets. I did some

made Lily sick

right—kissing and sleeping together. What a pure friendship that

tone dripped

and unyielding, she refused to be cowed. John’s fury simmered, but guilt kept

he murmured as if in a daze, “That

I don’t want

inched closer, like a lost traveler clinging to his only guiding star, and wrapped her in

our lives together. I don’t care that James touched you, or that you

in, trying

“Don’t touch me!”

had long since stopped loving him. She couldn’t bear the

want his arms

shove him away, much less slap him

she struggled, her collar came loose, revealing a swath of

John’s gaze dropped–and froze.

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