The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Lightning Strike

Chapter 300 Lightning Strike

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“You don’t need them. They’re both deep in thought. It’s just us playing with fireworks,” Lily said.

James had just lifted his foot, about to join them, when he heard Lily’s voice.

The foot he had raised froze midair. In the end, he didn’t go grab a firework.

Unable to join them, he coldly scrolled through Facebook to pass the time–and unexpectedly came across another post from Jackson set to “visible to James only.”

“Couldn’t spend New Year’s with Lily. So bummed. But she said she misses my eight–pack. Gotta keep grinding–your boy’s got strength and skills to spare!”

The photo showed Jackson working out, shirt clinging tightly to his body, his eight–pack abs glistening with sweat–loud, arrogant, and shameless.

Lily missed his eight–pack…

The more James looked at Jackson showing off like a peacock, the tighter his chest felt.

His pale fingertips trembled. For a moment, he actually wanted to just delete Jackson as a friend.

But he still had to have dinner with Jackson, invite him to the Luke family home, attend his wedding with Lily. He’d even have to start calling him brother–in–law someday. Deleting him wasn’t appropriate.

All he could do was slip his phone back into his pocket with a grim face and let his heart drown over and over in that bitter, sour sea…

John never expected Lily would not only call him trash and a rotten cucumber, but say he was disgusting and despicable too.

His face turned darker than an ink pool, and his eyes flashed with murderous fury.

He hated the way Lily bristled with defiance, deliberately trying to get under his skin.

But on a night like New Year’s Eve, when families were together across the country, he couldn’t stand being without her. He forced himself to swallow the anger and dial her number again.

The line was busy.

Obviously, she’d blocked him again.

She really didn’t plan on coming home tonight.

But she’d promised–they would spend every New Year’s Eve together forever. How could she go back on her word and leave him alone to eat dinner?

They’d planted that albizia tree together. It now stood tall and lush. Beneath it, they’d buried strands of their entwined hair.

Tied in marriage by hair, a pledge of lifelong devotion.

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Chapter 300 Lightning Strike

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They weren’t officially married yet, but they had bound their hair. They’d promised not to fail each other in this life or the next.

There was no way she would really leave him behind. Not Lily.

Desperate to see her, he didn’t stay seated in the living room. He walked to her room instead.

From the window in her room, he could see the albizia tree in the backyard.

Watching it sway gently in the night breeze, a flicker of warmth finally returned to his cold eyes.

She would come back and make up with him. She would.

Around eleven o’clock, it started to rain.

At first it was a light drizzle, but soon, heavy rain poured down. Thunder cracked and lightning lit up the sky,

John remained by the window, staring at the tree, thinking of Lily. He still hoped that what she said earlier was just out of anger. He still hoped she’d appear before him.

But Lily never showed.

Instead, a bolt of lightning split the sky–and struck the very tree they had planted together.

He’d seen news stories of trees being killed by lightning before.

But the odds were incredibly low. He never imagined something so rare would happen right in front of his

eyes.

When he saw the tree ripped from the ground and crash down hard, John’s eyes turned blood red.

In that instant, an awful premonition exploded in his chest.

It was like… Lily was never coming back.

Ignoring the lightning and thunder still raging outside, he sprinted into the yard, eyes wild.

The storm had come fast and ended just as quickly.

By the time he reached the backyard, the rain had stopped–but the albizia tree was still in ruins.

Something clicked in his mind. He grabbed a shovel nearby and started digging like a madman at the spot where the iron box had been buried.

He dug for a long, long time–far deeper than the original depth.

But he still couldn’t find the box,

Thinking back to things Lily had said, his legs gave out. He collapsed to the ground, crumbling in pain.

She hadn’t lied.

She had really dug up the box and thrown it away.

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