Chapter 195 Not a Chance
Chapter 195 Not a Chance
His anger, his regret, his pain, his hate–none of it mattered to her anymore.
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She looked at hím coldly for a moment, then said with total detachment, “John, Wendy wasn’t acting on impulse. She was ruthless. She tried to kill me, and I <i>will </i>make her pay.”
“I mean, you’re not dead, are you?” John replied, still ring at her, clearly dissatisfied. “Since you’re fine, there’s no need to keep pushing this. Let it go already.”
Not <i>dead</i>…
Of course. That was how the man she had loved for four years saw it.
In his eyes, Elsa’s happiness had always mattered more than her own.
More than her life.
Eighteen–year–old Lily must have been truly blind.
“Yeah,” she said, her voice suddenly turning icy. “I’m alive right now. But John–not everyone in a car crash gets to live. When I was six, my parents died in a terrible ident. They never woke up. Wendy wanted to ruin me, destroy my reputation, make the world believe I drove drunk and injured someone–make them think I deserved to die. Maybe she didn’t mean to kill me. But what if? What if the impact of that crash had been just a little stronger? What if I had died? Or ended up disabled for life? If I had died, what would my ruined life have been worth? Who would’ve made it right?” If you kill someone, saying I’m sorry doesn’t bring them back from the grave. If you leave someone crippled, an apology doesn’t make them whole again. Hurting someone and tossing out a sorry like it fixes everything–what does that mean? Nothing. I don’t need Wendy’s fake apology. I don’t want it. I won’t ept it. All I want is justice. This belongs in the hands of the police. She should be punished by thew!”
Her voice rose as she spoke, trembling with intensity. Her eyes began to redden at the corners.
Her skin was too pale. Against it, the red in her eyes looked even more vivid–heart–wrenching, even. John’s chest twisted with guilt. It felt like a de cutting deep.
She was the only woman he had ever wanted to spend his life with. Of course he didn’t want anything to happen to her.
The more he thought about how close she’de in that crash, the deeper his frown became.
He didn’t want to imagine her disabled. Or worse–gone from this world forever.
But those were just hypotheticals. /
In reality, she hadn’t suffered any serious injuries. Just a few cuts and bruises. A mild concussion, with nosting effects.
Elsa, on the other hand, had fainted out of stress and fear–afraid her mother might end up in prison.
Her body was so fragile. She couldn’t take much more.
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He just wanted her to live a little longer. To pass peacefully, without regrets. Without being weighed down by guilt or fear.
So he had no choice but to stand on her side.
Suppressing the ache in his chest, he said coldly, “You didn’t die, and you weren’t crippled. Don’t use what might have happened as an excuse to punish Wendy so harshly. If you agree to stop pursuing her legally, I’ll sign over our old apartment to you.”
Seeing Elsa lying limp in his arms, blood at the corner of her mouth, Simon’s heart twisted with pain. He was just as desperate to end this.
When he heard John make an offer, he immediately chimed in.
“Lily, if you stop pushing this, I’ll give you a hundred million. If that’s not enough, I’ll add more. Or name your price–whatever you want, I’ll make it happen!”
“The apartment you slept in with Elsa?” Lily scoffed coldly. “No thanks.”
She turned her gaze from John to Simon, her lips curling into a sharp, frosty smile.
“Whatever I want, huh? Then die.Would you agree to that?”
“Lily, don’t go too far!”
Herugh only grew colder, sharper. “See? There it is. You’re angry now. You want to live, you treasure your own life–but when <i>I </i>was almost killed, I was supposed to be magnanimous?”
“I’ll say it again. I will <i>never </i>make peace with Wendy. Now get out.”
“Didn’t you hear her?” Ivan snapped, after getting a sharp nudge from his grandfather. “She told you to leave. So get lost already.”
“Aunt Nancy…”
Simon didn’t want to leave. He hoped Nancy would help persuade Lily to reconsider.
Nancy looked like she wanted to pry Simon’s head open to see what on earth was going on inside.
There was no way she’d side with him.
With a re of pure disgust, she finally said, “Simon, our Luke family doesn’t need your so–called hundred million inpensation. But Wendy deliberately ordered someone to crash into Lily. She <i>will </i>have to pay damages.”
“From now on, use your brain before you speak–or act. Don’t let people with bad intentions manipte you.”
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