Chapter 572 Window Confrontation
James didn’t say what he was truly afraid of.
But Lily knew: he was terrified that she might have drunk that doctored bowl of fish maw, that she might suffer, miscarry, or even lose her life.
Her heart melted into a puddle. Even as his kisses nearly took her breath away, she couldn’t bring herself to push him away. Instead she held him gently and whispered in fits and starts, “Don’t… be afraid… I… I and our babies will never leave you…”
All she wanted in life was a warm little home. The Luke family was overwhelmingly kind, he was so good to her, and now they were having children. She would protect herself and their babies, walk through life with him, sleep in the same bed, and be buried together.
“Lily…”
Hearing that tender, clingy voice, James tightened his arms as if he could crush her and keep her inside him. His kisses trembled with heat and slid down from her red lips, as if her pale swan neck were a delicacy he’d tasted and wanted to swallow.
His kisses were wild, relentless.
Lily’s feet tensed; she couldn’t help it. The discomfort made her arch back, trying to put some distance between them. But the pleasure he gave her pulled her forward again–she wanted to press closer, closer.
“James, don’t… bite…”
Feeling his mouth moving lower, Lily wanted to flee, but she couldn’t help wrapping her hand around his neck. She wasn’t sweating, but being treated like this felt like falling into a boundless ocean, as if she herself might melt into water. Tossing and turning, barely able to think, she could only hold him and indulge him.
She was half–dazed by his kisses when someone began pounding on the car window.
She looked
up and saw John’s face outside.
The car windows had been specially treated. From inside, the view out was clear. From outside, even if you pressed your face to the glass you couldn’t see in. Yet John’s face was almost plastered to the window, magnified and close enough to startle her.
What a jerk, she thought angrily.
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Chapter 572 Window Confrontation
Who in their right mind would ruin a kiss by leaning on the car window like that?
“Lily…”
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Seeing the closed door and that James had no intention of moving to the driver’s seat, John’s color drained. He seemed to hear muffled sounds from inside, and the pain in his chest felt like countless sharp knives stabbing at an already bleeding wound. He pounded the window harder. “What are you doing?”
“James, Lily is my girlfriend–my fiancée. I never agreed to break up. I won’t let you touch her! Lily, I know you’re trying to get pregnant with James’s child just to spite me. I don’t care that you slept with him before. I know I was wrong–please, don’t let him touch you again…”
He couldn’t bear seeing James holding and kissing her, or imagining they’d done more. James heard John’s voice too.
James looked to the window, his brows tightening. He’d been holding his girlfriend in a sweet embrace and now this interruption made him furious. He knew Lily didn’t want to see John; carefully straightening her clothes, he planned to go to the driver’s seat and leave.
“Who gave you the right to touch her? James, do you want to die?!”
James had just opened the rear door to get out when John’s fist, fueled by rage, swung at him.
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