The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125 The Man in Burgundy

But what Laly think?!

He did like her. He was wearing all black, and even if she found it gloomy or boring, it didn’t matter.to hum

Ouly whers would dress up for Lily!

All day. Simon kept reminding himself that he wasn’t looking forward to this date–didn’t care about it

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And yet, three hours before the scheduled time, he still grimly ordered his assistant to prepare a few suits for him and had a stylist come in to do his hair

Lily sdidn’t really want to trouble James by having him come pick her up at the recording studio.

But she didn’t know where the date was, and she didn’t have his number. All she could do was wait for him.

He was very punctual.

He’d said he’d come at seven, and sure enough, at 6:59, she saw his car pull up not far from the studio.

As they drove, she couldn’t help but wonder what her blind date would be like.

There were several moments when she really wanted to ask

But every time she looked up, all she saw was the cold back of his head, clearly radiating “don’t talk to me energy. So she held it in

Whatever. I’m going to see the guys enough. Doesn’t really matter if I ask or not.

When they arrived, her date was already there

James pushed open the ornate double doors inlaid with gold. The moment they opened, Lily’s eyes were drawn to the man standing by the flour–to–ceiling window, framed by heavy velvet curtains embroidered entirely by hand.

He had his back to her.

Lily couldn’t see his face.

But his tall, upright frame gave off an effortless elegance–like a lone pine on a mountain cliff. Even his

Thouette exuded nobility and untouchable grace.

The burgundy suit wrapped around him like crushed twilight. He twirled a wine glass lazily in his fingers, welding a layer of relaxed charm.

He looked good

Lily wasn’t the kind of girl to fall for someone based on their back view alone.

But still–her first impression of him was a solid.

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Chapter 125 The Man in Burgundy

She was starting to think James might actually be reliable.

He’d clearly put some thought into setting her up with this guy. So far, he seemed like a great pick.

Her last relationship had left her with nothing but pain and heartbreak.

After breaking up with John, she’d thought that maybe she was done with love for good.

Maybe it was better to stay away from men. She’d be just fine on her own.

But that failed relationship–that was John’s fault, not hers. Just because she made one terrible choice didn’t mean she should give up on happiness altogether.

If this man turned out to be kind and like–minded, she’d be open to giving it a shot.

Simon had already been there for an hour.

He kept telling himself the date was just a formality.

He’d weathered all kinds of storms–this was nothing.

No reason to be nervous.

But somehow, the closer it got to the time, the more erratic his heartbeat became.

And when he heard footsteps behind him–James and Lily approaching–his heart started pounding in his chest like a war drum. Even the wine bottles in the temperature–controlled cabinet seemed to be glowing red, reflecting off his ears.

His ears turned redder and redder, like they were being dyed in wine.

“Simon, I brought Lily,” James said.

Just hearing her name made Simon’s ears burd hotter.

Gripping the stem of the wine glass with a flushed face, he turned around stiffly and gave a proud, awkward grunt. “Mm.”

That’s when James got a good look at his cousin.

In his memory, Simon was always in black–proper, but never one to care about his appearance.

This was the first time he’d seen him in such a showy shade of burgundy.

And it was obvious he’d gotten his hair styled beforehand.

It couldn’t be more clear how seriously he was taking this date.

Watching his cousin strut around like a peacock, James felt a weird pressure in his chest.

Still, he didn’t like Lily. So it didn’t matter.

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