The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 497

Chapter 497 Shattered Threads

Chapter 497 Shattered Threads

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Step by step, Lily crossed the floor in her wedding gown, the white fabric whispering around her ankles like drifting clouds.

James, who was always so composed, felt his heartbeat thunder out of rhythm. Heat rushed up his neck until he felt like a schoolboy seeing his first love, hands awkward, breath uneven. He locked eyes with her radiant smile and nearly lost control of himself–he wanted to seize her, hold her tight, never let go.

But before he could move, a voice, thick with pain and desperation, cut through the air.

“Lily…”

James’s jaw tightened. He hadn’t even noticed John and Simon slip inside until now.

John’s eyes were full of torment and regret, unwilling to let go. Simon, trailing just behind, was shamelessly staring, his expression dazed and hungry.

The warmth in James’s gaze iced over. He pulled Lily fiercely into his arms, voice like a whip. “Get out.”

But John didn’t budge. He stared straight at Lily, his voice breaking as he stepped forward.

“You promised me… you said you’d only ever wear a wedding dress for me… You can’t go back on your word.”

Lily’s smile vanished. The sight of John here, spouting nonsense, made her feel sullied. Trying on wedding dresses in front of an ex–it was the worst kind of bad luck.

Her voice was sharp. “The only thing I remember is you taking the gown I sewed with my own hands and giving it to Elsa without even asking me.”

The color drained from John’s face. His regret hollowed him out.

Back then, when Elsa claimed she was terminally ill, he had thought he was doing something noble- handing her the dress Lily had stitched, believing Lily would always belong to him no matter what. He had been wrong. Painfully, irreversibly wrong.

“I regret it,” he whispered hoarsely, over and over. “I regret everything.”

Then, as though seizing onto one last straw, his eyes lit with a fragile hope. “But Lily–I had the gown repaired. The one Elsa destroyed. It looks just like when you first finished it. You said you wanted to wear your own gown at our wedding. I’ll cut Elsa out, I’ll never let her near me again. Just… try it on. Please.”

He barked at the staff. “Bring it here. Now.”

They obeyed quickly. He had paid for the restoration, after all. A moment later, he held the dress as though it were a relic, trembling fingers unfolding the fabric for her to see.

Lily blinked. The restoration was impressive–nearly identical to when she’d first finished sewing it.

But cloth could be mended. A heart crushed under betrayal could not.

Her voice was cold. “John, I don’t want it.”

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Chapter 497 Shattered Threads

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She had six gowns from Lars, masterpieces made just for her. Why would she ever want a dress Elsa had touched, let alone worn?

Her words sliced him apart, but her actions finished him.

She yanked the gown from his arms. “Elsa wore this when she called herself your bride. And now you bring it to me? Do you not see how disgusting that is? She’s already dirtied it. I won’t wear something tainted.”

Before he could react, Lily reached into her bag, pulled out a pair of sharp scissors, and–without hesitation–drove the blades into the gown.

Fabric tore under her hand, diamond beading scattering across the floor like broken promises.

John staggered back as though stabbed himself, watching in horror as she cut his last hope into shreds.

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