Chapter 457 The Breaking Point
“Look at <b>her</b>–doesn’t she look like she just had a miscarriage?”
No one knew who said it first, but the group of girls burst into cruelughter.
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“With a skirt stained like that… yeah, it does look like she lost a baby. What, did she get knocked up by some random guy? Come on, let’s help her finish it off!”
They kicked <b>her </b><b>again </b><b>and </b>again, some <b>even </b>pelting her wa, Shy trash, treating her not like a living person but a pathetic clown meant for their ridicule and entertainmer
Mathilda’s foot mmed into her face, her voice dripping venom prickle.
wh to make one’s scalp.
Then she snatched up a mirror and smashed <b>it </b>against Lily’s face. “<b>Look </b>at you–filthy from head to toe! You’re nothing but a rat from the gutter, mud under people’s feet, and you dare call yourself the Ginger family’s heiress? Filthy, cheap, shameless–thinking you can steal my parents and my brothers <b>from </b><b>me</b>? Pathetic! If you <b>hadn’t </b>stolen my life and taken what’s mine, I never would have suffered so much or endured so many humiliations. I will never forgive you! Yes, you’re so dirty and low, you must love having people stare at your body… I’ll strip you bare and throw you out on the school field so everyone can see exactly what kind of slut you are!”
At hermand, her friends lunged forward, ripping at Lily’s
Lily was covered in injuries, barely able to muster any strength, but she refused to let them strip her bare. Biting back the pain, she smashed the mirror, grabbed a shard, and shed it straight toward Mathilda.
“Ah!
The ss cut into the back of Mathilda’s hand, and she shrieked, leaping back.
“Don’t touch <b>my </b>clothes!”
Ignoring the blood dripping from her own hand, Lily gripped the shard tightly, ring at the bullies. “Any of you touch me again, and we go down together!”
“Someone’sing!”
The shout sent Mathilda and her group scurrying away, releasing her clothes in a hurry.
The second video showed Mathilda and the others hanging a “Cleaning in Progress” sign outside the girls” restroom by the sports field, locking Lily inside and tormenting her for nearly an hour..
There were many <b>more </b>videos on theputer, but James couldn’t bring himself to keep watching-
She had once told him she’d fallen for John like a moth to a me, giving him everything, because when. <b>she </b><b>was </b>being bullied, he’d reached out a hand to her.
Now he understood why she had loved John so deeply back then–he had truly been the only light in her
life.
But behind that light there had only been a bottomless abyss.
Chapter 457 The Breaking Point
Staring at the darkened screen, James’s eyes burned red, as if they might bleed.
He clutched his chest, but the stabbing pain only grew sharper.
The truth was, he’d been talking to her <b>as </b>“Elias” before the bullying ever happened.
If he hadn’t be a vegetable, he would never have let anyone harm her.
But there were no “Ifs” in this world.
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He had fallen for her, yet while she was at her most desperate, nost helpless, he’d been reped in silence, unable to offer even a single word offort.
Before, he had thought that if the Moore family handed over the <b>bully </b>Moore Corp entirely.
Now… he had changed his mind.
Moore <b>Corp </b>would go bankrupt.
age, he wouldn’t destroy
Only then, with the vile nature of her parents and brothers, would they turn on each other, making Quincy’s downfall all the more brutal.
<b>And </b>the other bullies in the videos–they <b>would </b>all pay.
Not one of them would be spared.
Kissing, as it turned out, was <b>exhausting</b>.
After going <b>overboard </bst night, Lily felt like her whole body had turned to jelly and slept straight through untilte morning
The rain had stopped in the middle of the night.
Sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains, warming her skin and making it hard to open her eyes.
She rubbed them before finally forcing her heavy lids apart.
The bed beside her was empty–James had clearly gotten up already.
She was about to wash up and head downstairs for breakfast when the bedroom door swung open.
He strode in quickly and wrapped her in his arms, holding her so tightly his arms trembled, as though <b>he </b>wanted to crush her into his very being.
“James, what’s wrong?”
Only then did she notice <b>his </b>eyes were rimmed red.
Had something upset him <b>this </b>early in the morning?
He didn’t answer. Instead, he bent down suddenly, like a drowning man desperate for air, and kissed her with <b>a </b>searing, unyielding force.