The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369 The Failed Seduction

“What? You’re hurt?”

Lily panicked the moment she heard it. She leapt out of bed and hurried to examine him, eyes filled with

concern.

Worried that the wound might hurt if left untreated, she rushed to grab the first aid kit.

“James, lie down on the bed. I’ll take care of it.”

Seeing her so anxious about him, James’s usually cold eyes softened with a rare warmth.

But knowing her concern stemmed from gratitude and not affection, that warmth was quickly swallowed. by a bitter sense of disappointment.

Still, remembering how the forum’s helpful commenters had said combining a seductive display with a minor injury was the ultimate combo move, he lay face–down on the bed, expression stoic.

Lily had already changed into a clean set of pajamas.

But when she saw the torn scraps of her pink silk sleepwear still on the bed – one piece resting lightly on his sculpted back like a fallen peach blossom petal – she couldn’t help recalling the chaos of last night. The haze of his post–rauma episode, their closeness, the heat. Her face flushed, and her heart started to

race.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the first aid kit and examined his back.

But… she couldn’t find any wound.

Knowing how principled and disciplined James was, she didn’t think he’d joke about something like this.

Maybe it’s just my eyes acting up?

She rubbed her eyes, but still found nothing – only the faint scars from his old car accident.

She finally asked hesitantly, “You’re sure the injury is on your back? I… I don’t see it.”

“Lower,” he replied, suppressing a wave of guilt.

James felt utterly shameless.

The injury could’ve gone on his shoulder, arm, or upper back.

But no

“Oh.”

– he’d chosen his lower back.

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Lily understood. A lot of people loosely referred to the whole rear side as the “back,” but clearly he meant his lower waist.

They’d been physically close before.

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Chapter 369 The Failed Seduction

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When his condition had flared up, she’d touched his lower back and even more awkward areas.

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But this time, they were both fully awake and fully aware. Touching him now especially pulling his waistband down- made her feel so embarrassed she wanted to melt.

Still, she liked him. A lot.

And if she didn’t treat the wound, she’d worry it would get worse. So she told herself to push aside her shame and do the right thing.

After all, female doctors treated male patients all the time. She just needed to act like a doctor. Treat him like a patient. Keep it professional.

Bracing herself, she gingerly tugged his waistband down.

His waist…

Was amazing.

The kind that made your heart skip a beat.

Definitely not the waist of someone with kidney issues.

The taut, powerful lines radiated strength – a distinctly masculine presence that seemed to envelop her. Even her breath felt hot just being near him.

Honestly, even the muscle guys she followed on short video apps didn’t have lower backs this perfect.

That sense of raw power… it was like he could hold up a mountain.

This should be illegal.

Lily’s brain went haywire again.

Her hand that traitorous hand almost reached out to touch it.

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The second she realized what she was about to do, she yanked it back and pinched herself in secret.

Then she finally spotted the wound on his lower back.

It looked like he’d been cut by something sharp -about three or four centimeters long. Not too deep, but the tiny beads of blood made it look painful.

Lily’s heart ached just looking at it.

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She didn’t waste any more time. She gently disinfected the wound, stopped the bleeding, then applied the medicine.

Her hands moved with care. From start to finish, only the cotton swab touched him fingers brush his skin.

Once the bleeding had stopped, she quickly stepped back. “I’m done treating it.”

“You should stay lying down for a while, let the medicine dry before you move.”

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