The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 420

Chapter 420 The Choice She Made

Chapter 420 The Choice She Made

But not everyone could be saved.

Too many had already been tortured past the point of endurance, their young lives snuffed out.

A wave of buyers were arrested and punished accordingly.

After Charles’s death, Jenn buried him beside Sharon.

On the day Lily was discharged from the hospital, she bought fresh flowers and visited their grave.

Jenn was there too.

Her home life had always been warm and loving, and with her family’s support, she seemed to be slowly climbing out of that dark hole..

But some pain never fades.

Sharon’s tragic death was something Jenn would never be able to let go of.

Staring at their gravestone, Lily’s chest tightened with grief.

Charles and Sharon were kind, radiant people. They loved life and fought for hope. They didn’t deserve to go out like this.

As she and James left the cemetery, two butterflies drifted toward them.

One, pale pink and white, landed gently on Jenn’s shoulder and stayed there for a long while before fluttering away with the black one.

When Lily turned around, she saw Jenn standing there, tears streaming down her face.

After leaving the graveyard, Lily’s mood sank to the bottom. She didn’t say a single word on the ride back.

James parked in front of the main villa. They entered the house together, and as they stepped into the living room, she noticed him staring at her belly.

A jolt shot through her mind.

She suddenly remembered what he’d said–about getting rid of the baby.

A week ago, she’d told him she would take care of it soon. But she still hadn’t managed to fake the abortion

report.

Afraid he might lose patience and do something himself, she quickly said, “James, I’ve already scheduled. the abortion. Tomorrow morning, I’m going to the hospital to get rid of the baby.”

Tomorrow morning–it would all be over.

James’s expression froze, as if every nerve in his body had been tossed into a fire, burning him alive.

While she’d been in the hospital, Jackson had visited her often.

He had told her more than once that whether she chose to keep the baby or not, he would support her and take care of her.

But really–what man wants to raise another man’s child?

She had insisted on getting rid of it, partly for Jackson’s sake.

After all, no sane, self–respecting woman would ever choose to carry the child of a rapist.

It was like the women rescued from the trafficking ring–several of them were pregnant, and not one had hesitated to abort.

What James did to her that night was no different from those monsters who preyed on innocent girls.

He supported those women’s decisions. He understood Lily’s choice too.

He was vile. He was at fault. Even if he longed for Lily to keep the child, he had no right to say anything.

So he buried all the pain and heartbreak deep down, and said hoarsely, “Okay.”

Okay?

Lily’s brows twitched.

So he really was eager for her to get rid of the child.

The fake abortion report she ordered online should arrive soon. Tomorrow, she’d slap it down in front of him.

Then she could finally stop living in fear–terrified that he’d forcefully take the baby from her.

“Lily, I already had dinner sent over. If you’re hungry, go ahead and eat something.”

Hearing that, Lily instinctively placed a hand over her still–flat stomach.

She was hungry, actually.

She walked a few steps toward the dining room, then turned and asked, “Aren’t you eating?”

“I’m going to the study first.”

He tossed the words out coldly and strode upstairs, his long legs carrying with them a deep loneliness.

James valued quiet. His villa wasn’t filled with servants bustling around. Usually, they only came during the day when he wasn’t home to clean./

Tonight was different. Since Lily had just moved in and it was already late, he hadn’t wanted to waste time cooking and risk letting her go hungry. So he had the chef at the Luke family estate prepare dinner ahead of time and have it delivered.

As always, the food was exquisite.

Lily ate more than usual. Worried she’d gain weight, she didn’t go upstairs right away and instead took a few laps around the first floor.

She assumed James had gone to the study to handle something urgent and would be down soon to eat.

But he never came.

As night deepened, Lily grew concerned he’d forgotten to cat altogether, too buried in work to remember.

She finally decided to go remind him.

Two large food boxes had been delivered earlier. She had only opened one, so he could still have the untouched set.

“James…”

She arrived outside his study.

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