Chapter 265 Elsa Pretends to Cry
Chapter 265 Elsa Pretends to Cry
John mmed his fist into the nearby wall. Blood sttered everywhere,
He knew that Lily still carried deep psychological scars when it came to intimacy–trauma from <b>nearly </b>being assaulted by those disgusting animals.
Even after all those years together, they had always slept in separate rooms. They had never consummated their marriage.
<b>And </b>now, the lounge lights were off.
Though the hallway was well–lit, the room inside <b>was </brge, and the bed sat all the way in the back. The light from the corridor didn’t reach the couple tangled on the bed. But John could still vaguely make out the scene–the woman was passionate, seductive, wrapping herself around the man with no restraint.
He thought of how no matter how he coaxed or pressured her, she had always refused to give her body to him. Yet now, just to spite him, she was throwing herself at some outsider, using every trick in the book.
Blood from John’s torn knuckles dripped down his arm, trailing along the bulging <b>veins </b>on the <b>back </b>of his hand. He <b>wanted </b>nothing more <b>than </b>to rip that couple on the bed to pieces.
John!”
Mary had shaken off Elsa’s hand, but Elsa didn’t mind.
She knew Mary was just disgusted by Lily and didn’t want to speak to anyone.
That’s enough for now. The fire she’d just stoked would keep burning; she didn’t need to fan the mes any further.
Seeing John’s bleeding hand, she quickly rushed to his side, pretending to check his injury with great
concern.
When she saw that the wound was still seeping blood, hershes trembled–and her eyes welled up with tears, as though a cold rose had been moved by the one who tended it<b>. </b>
“I know seeing Lily like this hurts,” she said softly, “but you can’t keep hurting yourself like this. John, it breaks my heart to see you in pain.”
But John barely registered Elsa’s voice.
Right now, all he could see, all he could hear, was the obscene entanglement on <b>that </b>bed. The sounds, those sounds, looped in <b>his </b>head, torturing him again and again.
Even if he were torn apart limb by limb, it still wouldn’t match the pain that ripped through his heart in
that moment.
He wanted to drag the couple in that bed down to hell with him.
“Lily… you let me <b>down</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>Every </b><b>word </b>from John dripped blood. “How could you do this to me. Lily?”
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The three Ginger brothers had finally arrived on the second floor of the banquet hall,
They shoved through the crowd and rushed to the lounge doorway
They, too, saw the two figures on the bed, locked in an intimate embrace
The woman’s face was shrouded in darkness–the light didn’t reach that far in Mont of her body was blocked by the man’s frame. Naturally, they couldn’t immediately confirm her identity. But with everyone insisting it was Lily, they instinctively believed it–believed she had done something utterly shameless, something lower <b>than </b>low
“Lily! How could you be this chicap<b>?</b>”
Bodger <b>was </b>so furious his face turned green. “Get over here right now!”
Taylor’s head throbbed from rage–he couldn’t even bring himself to speak.
Sean’s face was twisted with fury; his eyes were red, glowing with a violent, hellish mist, as if he wanted <b>to </b>drag everyone down into a blood–soaked abyss
Every word he spoke came out cold and sharp<b>, </b>as if squeezed through gritted teeth.
“Lily… you really deserve to die.”
Lily was the rose he had watched grow up.
The rose he had treasured deep in his heart. All <b>these </b>years, he had never dared touch her. And now, she had degraded herself like <b>this</b><b>? </b>
“So disgusting!”
Yvonne exaggeratedly clutched her nose. “Lily is so filthy, so <b>nasty</b>. Even with all of us watching, she’s <b>still </b>shamelessly clinging to that guy for another round. I swear, that tramp is gonna make me puke!”
Yvonne had always been at <b>odds </b>with Lily. Just insulting her a few times wasn’t nearly enough.
She needed everyone to see just how revolting Lily was.
She scrunched her nose again in disgust, then found the light switch and flipped it on.
“Reese?”
The sudden brightness fell across the man’s face on the bed–and in an instant, several people recognized.
him.
Mary recognized him too. Reese was the Xander family’s live–in son–inw. He always acted obedient and proper in front of the Xanders, but outside, he yed dirty.
Mary had heard a few things about him and had always disliked him. But since she was close with <b>his </b>wife, Nora, she had invited Nora to her birthday party. Naturally, Reese came along.
Reese had been handsome when he was younger. <b>Nora </b><b>had </b>been fooled by <b>that </b>pretty face.
Chapter 265 Elsa Pretends to Cry
Now, middle–aged and bby, lying there stark naked and ying out some perverted fantasy, he was downright revolting.
Because Reese was d
on top, no one had yet seen the woman’s <b>face</b>.
Still, everyone <b>was </b>convinced, the woman in that bed was Lily.
<b>And </b>now, under the light, the scene looked even more depraved, twisted, repulsive, beyond what most could stomach.
Everyone around grew more convinced Lily was disgusting, cheap, and vile. The words they threw out became more and more vicious, as if they wanted to grind her into the dirt.