Chapter 260 This Party Is Cursed


    Chapter 260 This Party Is Cursed


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    After speaking, James didn’t linger. With long, steady strides, he headed straight to the guest room to <b>take </b>a shower. Lily was absolutely exhausted, so she didn’t waste any time either. She quickly took a shower, then curled up under the soft, warm covers and drifted off to sleep in a daze.


    When James returned from his shower, this was the sight that greeted him.


    The girl was bundled up tightly in the nkets, only her clean, delicate face peeking out–she looked impossibly sweet, like she could do no wrong.


    And yet, justst night<b>, </b>he had pressed her down beneath him, nearly lost all control… Lost and bewildered, he reached up and touched his own chest.


    I only have one heart, just one. And <b>yet</b>, how is it that I keep confusing <i>Lily </i>for Le, unable to resist her body? I’m despicable; filthy: utterly depraved


    The more James thought about it, the more he loathed himself. He couldn’t bear to look at Lily’s face, the one that always made his heartbeat spiral out of control–so he fled the room, nearly panicked, and shut himself inside the study.


    His phone had been lost in the river’s turbulent current; but he had a backup. After reinstalling Instagram. he could still message Le. Consumed with shame and self–disgust, he desperately wanted to <b>say </b>sorry to


    her.


    He felt utterly filthy–his body tainted, his heart even more so. But Le’s grandfather was seriously ill, and hisst wish was to see Le married with children. They had agreed to part wayspletely, and James couldn’t bring himself to disturb her again.


    All he could do was zoom in on her cartoon avatar, tracing <b>that </b>cute and mischievous little icon again again, his voice hoarse, “Lillse… I’m sorry. I’m not worthy of you.


    He was fickle, weak–willed. So if his Lillse no longer wanted him, he had no one to me but himself.


    In the days <b>that </b>followed, James left early and returnedte; Lily was busy with Cherry rehearsals. Aside from asionally sharing <b>breakfast</b>, the two of them hardly crossed paths.


    and


    Originally, when Ivan told Henry that James and Lily had kissed, the old man had been full of hope and excitement.


    But now, seeing them sit at the breakfast table without so much as a nce <b>toward </b>each other, that little spark of hope in Grandpa’s heart was quickly snuffed out by a cold wave of disappointment.


    He realized then that their so–called kiss must have been nothing more than an idental collision. His eldest grandson was probably still gay, not even a girl as gentle and lovely as Lily could change that.


    And when he identally overheard Ivan and Ashton gossiping–<b>saying </b>that his grandson had been out on a date, hugging and flirting with some horrifically ugly girly–man–his heart sank even deeper. He figured <b>that </b>if James really brought home someone that appalling, the whole family line would be rolling in outrage. He was determined. Everyone had to pull together and set his grandson straight.


    <b>That </b>night just so happened to be the birthday banquet for Simon’s mother. As juniors, James, Lily, and


    Chapter 260 This Party Is Cursed


    Ivan naturally had to attend.


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    Henry gave strict instructions for James to take good care of Lily during the banquet, and told Ivan not to be a <b>third </b>wheel to the young couple. He also told him to keep his eyes open and make sure no male seducers tried to steal James‘ attention. Only then did Henry clutch his chest and moan his way back to <b>his </b>


    room..


    Lily really couldn’t stand that weindo Simon.


    But she’d met Mary once before and had a good impression of her.


    Besides, she and James weren’t divorced yet, and Mary was technically her aunt–inw. Since Henry had asked her to attend with James, she couldn’t exactly refuse.


    Mary reminded her a lot of Nancy–both were <b>bold</b>, dazzling, and breathtakingly beautiful women with strong personalities.


    When Lily arrived at the Bale family estate with James and Ivan, Mary took her hand and chatted warmly with her for quite a while before finally letting her go.


    Like Nancy, Mary was sharp, candid, and fair. The more Lily got to know her, the more baffled she felt. How did someone like this give birth to a weirdo <i>like </i>Simon?


    James was soon pulled aside by a few of his old friends to catch up.


    Ivan saw James surrounded by a group of <b>shy </b>young men and immediately went on high alert; he followed at once like a bodyguard on a mission.


    Lily knew that even if James had promised Henry he’d look after her at the banquet, he probably still didn’t want to be stuck at her side the entire time.


    He was catching up with old friends–she <b>wasn’t </b>about to interrupt.


    The Bale family was wealthy, and Simon’s father, Jamie, was famously devoted to his wife. Naturally, the birthday banquet he threw was extravagant, filled with high–society guestsing to pay their respects.


    The ballroom was buzzing with energy. Lily wasn’t fond of mingling, after parting ways with Mary, she picked up a cup of warm water and headed <b>toward </b>a quieter corner.


    “I’m so sorry. I really didn’t mean to…


    She <b>had </b>barely taken a few steps when a server carrying a tray bumped into her. Red wine sshed instantly, staining her pale apricot–colored gown.


    “There’s a fresh set of backup <b>gowns </b>prepared for VIP guests in <b>the </b>second–floor lounge. May I take you upstairs to change into one?”