The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 517 A Shattered Promise

Lily’s smile froze, the joy on her face slowly hardening into ice.

She truly loved children.

To have once been told she could never conceive, only to now be carrying two lives at once- her heart had been brimming with delight.

She had been reveling in James’s warm embrace, glowing with happiness, when John’s crazed outburst cut through the moment like filth splattering across sunlight. It was foul, maddening, utterly ruinous.

Lifting her face from James’s chest, she turned with cold disdain toward him. “John, this happens to be a hospital. If you’re sick, hurry up and get treated. Stop acting like a rabid dog every time you appear.”

“James is my boyfriend–the man I love with all my heart. So what if I give him twins? Even if I bore him triplets, quintuplets, ten children–it’s none of your business!”

“Lily!”

Hearing her say again that James was her true love, hearing her talk of giving him ten children, John’s eyes all but burst with red, his chest twisting with agony until he bent over in pain.

He couldn’t bear it.

When they had once been together, she had nestled in his arms, speaking of their future. She had told him time and again she wanted to give him two children–best of all, a boy and a girl, to make a perfect “family.”

She had promised him. Promised.

But now, their children had never come to be, and instead she was carrying twins for James.

The betrayal gutted him.

long time before a

you’d only ever have children with me. You can’t go back on your word. Bob,

throbbed with black lines of

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when she had loved John with all her heart, she had spoken those dreams aloud,

so foolish, so hopeful, imagining

sweetness.

after his betrayal, hearing him bring it up now only

I treat someone depends on how

she caught the sour tang

him inwardly

too malicious–always trying to provoke James’s jealousy, as if he wanted James

he want to ruin

entire family in some

the only one for

me!”

word she spoke, John’s face drained

and again for Elsa’s sake, and he

of guilt, he told himself. His heart had always belonged

“Lily…”

at him, her hand in James’s as she prepared to leave, John panicked and blocked

fingers fumbled in his pocket, pulling out the diamond ring he had once ripped from Elsa’s hand. Dropping to

that you’re carrying James’s twins–I’ll accept it. Please, just give me one last chance. Let’s start over. Elsa lied to me–she never had cancer, her suffering abroad wasn’t