Chapter 16 Lily’s Red Lips–His Personal Obsession.
Noticing that Lily had fallen asleep and didn’t respond to Simon, the sourness in John’s chest faded slightly.
But the coldness on him remained untouched.
His voice was icy and sharp as he warned, “Lily is my girlfriend. Stay away from her.”
“If you ever touch her again, we’re done.”
While Simon stood stunned, John had already pulled Lily tightly into his arms and was walking away.
“John!”
Snapping out of it. Simon strode after him, long legs closing the distance quickly. “Lizzy doesn’t have much time left. She loves you so much, and yet you’re still tangled up with Lily–how do you think that makes her feel? Break up with Lily. Be there for Lizzy in her final days. She’s such a good person. If she dies with regrets, you’ll never forgive yourself!”
At the mention of Elsa. John’s steps paused slightly.
He didn’t want Elsa to carry regrets.
But he would never break up with Lily.
The corner of his lips curled into a cold sneer. “So I break up with Lily so you can be with her? Dream on”
“Stop looking at my girlfriend. Or I won’t let it slide.”
“L‘
Four years ago, John had been crippled in a car accident, and the cold–blooded Jones family abandoned him.
Two years ago, he’d stood up again. Coincidentally, at the same time, Pei’s cunning illegitimate son died in a car crash, and John–being the only heir of the Jones family–reclaimed his place in the family.
Now, John had wealth and status beyond imagination.
But the Bale family was no less powerful or wealthy than the Joneses. Simon wasn’t afraid of John’s threats.
Still, he absolutely hated Lily. To be accused of coveting her was absurd. That’s the only reason he hadn’t snapped back right
away.
By the time he came to his senses, John had already carried Lily into the car.
Watching John’s vehicle speed away from his villa through the window, Simon pressed his hand to his chest.
Something there… felt uncomfortably tight.
He told himself it was just for Lizzy–he felt hurt on her behalf.
He wouldn’t let anyone hurt her again.
If Lily dared to steal her man again–or make her cry–he would never let her off the hook.
John brought Lily back to their marital home.
In a haze, Lily felt someone kiss her forehead.
She remembered being with Simon earlier, so she instinctively thought it was him.
The shock made her tense up. She hadn’t even opened her eyes yet when she croaked. “Simon, you-”
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Chapter 16 Lily’s Red Lips–His Personal Obsession
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“Lily!”
Before she could finish, a dangerously cold voice cur her off
Her eyes flew open–to meet John’s bloodshot, raging stare.
He knew what she’d been through tonight. And he knew she hadn’t been conscious when Simon touched her lips.
But hearing her murmur Simon’s name in her sleep made jealousy explode inside him.
“You moved to a hotel and started this breakup mess just to be with Simon, didn’t you? You’re my girlfriend. I’m never breaking up with you. Not in this life–not ever!”
He leaned in and suddenly crushed her lips with his.
“John, what the hell is wrong with you!!”
Only now did Lily realize it was John in front of her.
And this.. was her old room.
From her point of view, John had already betrayed their relationship. As far as she was concerned, they’d already broken up. She didn’t want to kiss him.
Her body was weak–still soft and drained.
But she still used all her strength to try and push him away.
Her resistance only fanned the flames of John’s jealousy.
He gave her no chance to dodge, grabbing the back of her head and deepening the kiss ruthlessly, possessively.
“Let go! We broke up! Don’t touch me–mmph!“”
Unable to break free, Lily’s eyes welled with tears in frustration,
She raised her hand to slap him awake–to shake him out of this madness.
But the moment her hand lifted, he pinned both wrists above her head.
His kiss grew fiercer–like a starved beast determined to devour its prey.
“John, get off me! Mmph-!”
Then she felt his other hand move over her body. Ruge and fear made her tremble all over.
She writhed, trying to escape him.
But her twisting only made things worse.
The softness beneath him only drove John further into madness.
“Don’t ever talk about breaking up again.”
His hand trailed down her waist, inching toward the hem of her sleepdress:
He was going to take her. Completely.
“And don’t even think about Simon. Lily, you’re mine. In this life, in the next–forever. You’ll never belong to anyone else but
“Get off Don’t touch me!”
