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Chapter 150 Her Last Birthday

Chapter 150 Her Last Birthday

“John, do you think I'm disgusting and cheap-lighting incense like that just to sleep with you?”

As John stood there stunned, he heard her cold, self-deprecating voice again. “I think I'm disgusting too. | can’t

believe | used the very trick I've always despised-on you, no less.”

She let out a bitter laugh. “It’s laughable, really. Me, Elsa-stooping so low just to have a man? | never thought I'd

do something like this. I've always been above it. | just... | love you too much.”

“This could be my last birthday, and you- you forgot it completely. | was hurt. | was scared. | was restless. My

heart felt like it was being ripped apart. | was terrified you'd leave me, that you'd never wantagain. So | did

something stupid. | just wanted a little sense of security. | wanted to really have you, even just

once.”

“John, why won't you want me? Is it because... you actually hate me?”

Elsa collapsed weakly to the floor, like a frozen rose shattered and withering.

How could John possibly bring himself to scold her now?

He brought over the first-aid kit and gently cleaned and treated her wound, speaking softly. “Elsa, | don’t hate

you.”

“I promised I'd stay with you until the end. | won't break that promise. I'll take care of you and protect you. |

won't let you suffer anymore. But | have a girlfriend. | won't betray her. So from now on, let's just... get along,

okay? Don’t do things like this again.”

“You really don’t hate me?”

Elsa looked up at him through teary eyes, her expression cold and uncertain.

John nodded.

He packed up the first-aid kit and was about to leave when she asked, her voice still proud but tinged with

hesitation, “Then... can you holdfor a while?”

She was still undressed.

John felt it was inappropriate to hug her like this.

But she was dying, crying her heart out, and injured-and her injury had been caused by him.

Guilt gnawed at his conscience. In the end, he took off his suit jacket, draped it over her, and carefully, gently

pulled her into a hug.

“Elsa, you should rest. I-”

| should go. I'll csee you again tomorrow.

He hadn't finished the sentence when she sniffled and pleaded through her tears, “Will you stay with me

tonight? Just tonight. It’s my last birthday. | don’t want to spend it alone... Please, John. I'm begging you. Don’t

go.”

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John didn’t answer right away.

Truthfully, he wanted nothing more than to return to the hhe shared with Lily.

He missed her so much.

He wanted to hold her, kiss her, make her his completely....

But four years ago, if he hadn't been injured in that car accident-if he hadn't lost the ability to protect Elsa-she

would've never been forced abroad by the Quinn family. She wouldn't have suffered so much, or ended up with

this fatal illness.

She'd gone through hell to find him again. And now, she had little tleft, while his heart already belonged to

Lily.

He owed her too much.

How could he abandon her on what might be her last birthday?

In the end, he pulled her close, holding her tight. “Okay. | won't leave tonight.”

“John...”

Elsa nestled into his arms, her voice soft and spoiled.

“You have to always be good to me...”

“Mm.”

Hearing his promise, her bright eyes lit up even more. She smiled sweetly, like a little girl getting her favorite

candy-pure and radiant.

When she looked up at John, her smile was dazzlingly innocent.

But the moment he turned away, her phoenix eyes burned with poison.

After John had found her at the bar, she had secretly messaged Wendy, telling her to cand light that

incense.

The scent was strong-meant to intoxicate the senses.

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Who would've thought-he’d gotten so far, yet still refused to cross the line?

He'd rather slash open his own arm than touch her.

All because of that whore Lily.

Elsa wanted to skin her alive./

While John was in the shower, Elsa grabbed her phone and hurried out to the balcony to call Wend

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Wendy had been waiting for good news, and picked up right away.

“Elsa, did it work? Did you and John finally-?"

“No!” Elsa ground her teeth. “He didn't

touch me! | could tell-he was

struggling. But he stl didnE do fl!

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To be fair, Elsa was indeed exceptional. Since childhood, she had always been the school beauty.

She was smart, a top student, and extremely talented in voice acting.

But there was always someone better. In terms of both appearance and ability, Lily was a step above her.

Still, Wendy was her mother. Blinded

by maternal love, iY believed Elsa

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