The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 547 Mistaken Identity

Chapter 547 Mistaken Identity

Victor’s mind roared like thunder.

:

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He had only once shared intimacy with a woman–back then, it had been his choice. Never had he imagined a day when a woman would take the initiative, her fingers slipping his shirt buttons open.

And somehow, her drunken heat seemed to seep into him. When her pale hand brushed against his skin, he felt an uncanny resemblance to that night’s woman.

Insanity. That woman had been Marilyn. How could it possibly be Adeline, a girl he had only met a handful of times?

Things with Marilyn were still unresolved. He couldn’t allow himself to get tangled up another woman.

with

By the time she reached the third button, he snapped out of it and stopped her. “Adeline, you’re drunk. I don’t have any 34D!”

But she was lost in a fog, oblivious to his words.

She and Lily had always been close, partners who knew each other’s rhythm perfectly. They had even changed costumes together once.

That time in the dressing room, she had been stunned by Lily’s flawless figure. Even as a woman herself, she had been dazzled. She had never asked for Lily’s exact size, but she knew just by looking.

of her heart. And now, in her muddled state, she felt grief as if Lily’s soft, perfect curves had suddenly

eyes

growing frantic. “Lily, you weren’t like this before… Why can’t I find your 34 anymore? What do I

Victor clearly heard

his sister–in–law.

unexplainable rejection rose in him. He didn’t want her to see him that way. voice dropped, sharp and cold. “I’m

His

take your hands

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Chapter 547 Mistaken Identity

But she didn’t.

again, muttering, “What do I do? I still can’t

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now? You used to be so soft, like dough. How did

He hadn’t expected her

stern. “I’ll say it again. I’m not Lily. We’re not close.

me your address. I’ll take you

him, eyes dazed and glassy. Her thoughts were tangled, unable to focus. It was as if she were lost in fog, unable

feel his coldness, his

had sold her for money, her friend–whom she had once supported—had betrayed her. And now, even the Lily she

away.

red, silent tears gathering. She looked at him with all the fragility of a lost child,

he been too

restless, wandering to places that made him ache. He wanted to shove her away, to restore the cold, safe distance