The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 Divorce and Dry Heaving

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Lily thought about it. Jackson was just an actor she had hired; they didn’t know each other at all.

How could we possibly register for a marriage license so hastily? Still, she vaguely remembered telling James she would marry Jackson.

To avoid slipping up-and because she figured he wouldn’t be petty enough to actually check if she went through with it-she whispered, “Probably… we agreed to go together.”

The overwhelming pain nearly robbed James of the ability to speak.

He didn’t say another word; he just stood there, frozen like a cold statue, his soul seemingly scattered to the winds.

Seeing him so silent, so distant, Lily understood he didn’t want to see her anymore.

She knew she shouldn’t keep bothering him either.

But not seeing him was one thing-seeing him made her heart ache with longing and regret.

The thought that they’d likely say goodbye for good tomorrow night made that longing swell out of control. I must be shameless… utterly reckless… but I just want to feel his embrace one last time. Let this hug be my final farewell.

Murmuring “Forgive me” in her heart, she turned toward the door-but then spun back around, threw herself into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

“James…”

I really do love you. I want to be with you forever. I want to tell you… you’re going to be a father. Lily parted her lips. So many thoughts and feelings surged up inside her, so many things she longed to say.

But then she remembered-he only liked men. He dreamed of divorcing her. There was no way he’d want the child she carried.

So she forced all of it down and tried her best to speak in a light, breezy tone. “You have to take better care of yourself from now on. Stop hiding when you’re sick. If something feels wrong, go see a doctor right away. James, after we divorce, let’s both live well.”

James hadn’t expected Lily to suddenly turn around and hug him. His body went rigid, like it had turned to iron.

He knew-this hug was nothing more than a farewell between friends.

Still, his heart pounded desperately; desire exploded within him, wild and shameless.

He couldn’t help but tighten his arms around her; they trembled as they closed in.

With his gaze lowered, he stared at her trembling red lips; he was overwhelmed by the urge to crush those lips beneath his own.

Every last shred of rationality and self-control shattered under the weight of desire and longing.

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Chapter 332 Divorce and Dry Heaving

Don’t cling to her. Don’t cross the line. Don’t disgust her. He told himself.

But his hands moved on their own, sliding slowly up her back; one came to rest firmly at the back of her head-then his lips pressed down on hers, hard.

And then he heard his own voice say, “Lily, can you not marry Jackson?”

“Ugh…”

Her answer came in the form of a painful retching sound.

Lily’s morning sickness had been worse today than it had been yesterday. She had already thrown up twice while showering earlier.

After brushing her teeth, she drank a glass of warm water, which settled her stomach a little.

But the nausea had never completely gone away. Now, with James hugging her so tightly she could barely breathe, the sick feeling surged back.

She was too overwhelmed to even hear what he said.

Catching sight of a trash can nearby, she grabbed it and gagged violently until her entire body went limp; she collapsed right to the floor.

Luckily, she had already thrown up several times that night. Her stomach was empty, so nothing came out. At least she wouldn’t dirty his trash can or the floor this time.

James’ handsome face turned completely dark.

There was no other way to describe it-he looked awful. The second time.

He didn’t even want to think about it, he had somehow managed to make her puke twice in one night just by kissing her. And yet she really wanted to kiss Jackson, she loved kissing Jackson.

When Jackson kissed her, she definitely wouldn’t be so disgusted that she threw up uncontrollably.

Seeing how much she was suffering, he instinctively stepped forward, wanting to help her catch her breath.

But he worried that touching her might only make her sicker; in the end, he pulled his hand back.

After a moment’s hesitation, he turned and poured her a glass of warm water.

Lily dry-heaved for a long while before the churning in her stomach finally began to ease.

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