Chapter 273 Fake Tears Don’t Count

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Elsa had always believed that she and Lily were like the cold, pure moon and filthy mud. Lily, someone ilike /iher thinks she’s worthy of beingpared to me.

Now that bJames /bwas openly siding with Lily, and everyone was praising Lily while criticizing her, of course, she couldn’t take it.

She knew the only way to silence them was to show just how much John cared about her. Only then would people hesitate to speak against her.

And if she bwanted /bJohn to feel sorry for her, to believe she had nothing to do with what happened tonight, she had to show bweakness/b–bleed for sympathy.

“I’ve never hurt anyone. I have my own pride… I would never be someone’s mistress…”

Just bnow/b, she had quietly slipped two blood capsules into her mouth. As she spoke, she bit down bhard/b. Crimson liquid immediately trickled from the corners of her lips.

Her slim body suddenly swayed, like a broken red brose/b, trembling as she copsed to the ground.

“Elsa!”

“Lizzy!”

The moment they saw Elsa cough up blood and faint, John and Simon both panicked, their eyes reddening.

Simon, who wasn’t used to bphysical /bcontact with women, immediately shoved John toward her.

John caught her firmly in his barms/b, then turned, eyes bbloodshot/b, and shouted furiously at Lily. “Elsa already said she had bno /bidea what her mom was nning. She’s proud–she hates bowing to anyone. But she lowered herself for you tonight, and you still kept pushing her. Now she’s fainted from the stress… Lily, you went too far! Apologize to Elsa!”

It wasn’t the first time John had tried to force Lily to apologize to Elsa.

At first, it had felt like knives twisting in her chest. Now? Nothing. If she felt anything at all toward John these days, it was that he was seriously unwell.

She bwas /bjust about to suggest he go see a doctor when James‘ voice cut in,ced with obvious bsarcasm/b. “Coughing up blood and fainting, huh? Elsa really makes it look easy. I’m genuinely curious–what kind of terminal illness lets you spit blood onmand like that? bAshton/b, bring in the medical team. I’d blove /bto see whether ’s actually dying or just faking it to frame my wife,”

Elsa’s body gave a violent btwitch/b, nearly slipping bfrom /bJohn’s arms. She knew James bhad /bbeenpletely blinded by that fox Lily, unable to tell ss from diamond.

But still,

tean, ie couldn’t believe it. He actually suspected her of faking illness and even wanted a medical

to prove it

She hadn’t conceived John’s bchild /byet. There was no way she could let him find out she wasn’t actually sick.

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If James really brought in experts to examine her, she wouldn’t be able to keep up the act.

She let out a soft, pained moan, as if the difort had roused her from a shallow unconsciousness.

“John my stomach hurts so bad…”

Elsa trembled weakly, like she might stop breathing at any moment. “I really don’t feel well could you take me to the hospital?”

John didn’t answer right away. Instead, he looked at Lily with aplicated expression.

Lily had humiliated Elsa in front of everyone, and her defiant, rebellious attitude infuriated him.

But bnow/b, after what had happened with Wendy, he realized he’dpletely misjudged Lily–and treated her horribly.

Thinking it through, it made sense, tonight, she had suffered because of Wendy. bAnd /bsince Elsa was Wendy’s daughter, it was understandable that Lily might take it out on her.

Softening his tone slightly, though still clearly uneasy, he said. “Lily, Wendy really did cross a line tonight. But that doesn’t mean you should vent your anger on Elsa. I know you’re upset. If you truly don’t want to apologize, I won’t force byou/b. But this has gone on long enough: Stop making a scene. Come home with me tonight”

“John, you’re absolutely hopeless.”

John was so arrogant and irrational, Lily didn’t even want to argue anymore. Her voice bwas /bicy and dismissive. “Didn’t Elsa ask you to take her to the hospital? Fine. While you’re at it, have the doctor check your brain. If it’s beyond bsaving/b, maybe just rece it altogether.

“Lily, don’t be ungrateful!”

John had been so certain James wouldn’t survive–he thought Lily woulde crawling back to bhim/bb. /b

Now, even after he’d softened his tone and asked her to go home, she was still defiant, baring her thornsb. /bOf course, he couldn’t take it lying down.

But James bhad /bpromised Henry that he would look after Lily tonight.

There was no way he’d stand by while John talked to her like that.

He looked up, his phoenix–like eyes cool andmanding, a hint of mocking superiority in his tone. “Lily’s right–you really should get that head of yours checked.”

“My wife doesn’t bneed /byou to worry about her.”

“Wife?”

John’s gaze darkened as it fell on James and Lily’s interlocked hands, his eyes growing even redder and more terrifying.

pite

Suddenly, he gave a cold, twisted smile. Lily only married you, back when you were still in aa, ollime. What kind of wife does that make her, huhb? /b/li/ol

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