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Chapter 214 Trapped in the Wings.

She had rehearsed on stage for three full hours-and he had sat there the entire time, watching and listening for

three full hours.

While she sang of heartbreak and partings, he sat in the dark, utterly spellbound.

Lily had been completely immersed in rehearsal and hadn't noticed Simon in the audience at all. When they

wrapped up, she headed backstage toward the private dressing rooms reserved for performers

Just as she reached the hallway, a hand suddenly clamped down hard on her wrist.

Startled, she turned around-and found Simon gripping her tightly, his eyes dark and turbulent, like storm clouds

churning over the sea.

Her heart skipped a beat.

The last tshe saw him in the hospital, he had nearly snapped her neck.

What was he planning this time?

Wary and on edge, she stared at him, fully alert. She couldn't help but suspect he might resort to anything just

to force her into accepting a settlement.

“Let go! Simon, what the hell do you want?” she snapped

Simon didn’t answer. His eyes, ink-black and lost in fog, were filled with something haunted, almost crazed.

His voice cout hoarse, strained, like he was trying to pierce through a dream but didn’t want to shatter the

illusion.

“Lily... who are you, really?”

What?

Lily froze, completely thrown by the question.

After all the times they'd clashed, was he seriously asking

who she was?

Was he pretending to have amnesia, or had he finally lost his mind?

His question made no sense. And his grip hurt. He was squeezing her wrist so tightly it throbbed with pain.

Coupled with how much she loathed him already, there was no way she was about to play nice.

She yanked her arm, but his grip didn’t budge. Her voice turned icy.

“I said let go! Simon, if you've lost your damn mind, call emergency services and get help-or better yet, get a

brain transplant. | can’t stand you. | hate seeing you. | hate being hurt by you for no reason. Letgo and get

the hell out of my sight!”

Simon still stood frozen./

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Like his soul hadn't quite caught up with his body.

“Let Go

When brute strength failed, Lily sank her teeth into his hand-hard.

He flinched in pain, finally snapping out of his daze.

The jolt of pain seemed to drag his mind back into focus.

What the hell had just happened to him?

He must've been out of his damn mind.

Elsa had told him about their childhood. She could recall their shared memories. The jade pendant he'd given her

was around her neck.

There was no doubt in his mind-Elsa was his Lizzy.

So how could he have possibly doubted that?

How could he have even entertained the idea that Lily might be the one who pulled him through his darkest

hour?

The more he though about it, the more furious he became-at himself.

He suddenly flung her away, hard. “You're not her! Stay the hell away from me!”

“Psycho.”

He'd grabbed her out of nowhere. Now he was tossing her aside with no warning. If she hadn’t caught the door

handle, she would've crashed to the ground.

She knew if it cto a real fight, ten of her wouldn't be a match for Simon.

But she hated losing. Hated being insulted. Hated being hurt for no reason.

She straightened up, voice cold and sharp. “Simon, | don’t know what kind of fit you're throwing tonight, but I'm

sick of you. Take your precious Elsa and vanish. Hell, maybe you and John should just stay locked

up

with her forever. You want a two-on-one relationship? Go for it. But leavethe hell alone. I'm so tired of your

,

Two-on-one?

Did she seriously just suggest that he and John should share Elsa?

What kind of messed-up taste was that?

He only saw Elsa as a little sister. There wasn’t a shred of romantic interest between them. How could she even

say something like that?

His disgust with Lily only deepened.

He shot her a warning glare and didn’t say another word. Then he spun around and stormed off, radiating

Chapter 214 Trapped in the Wings

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Her heart sank.

She lunged for the doorknob and twisted hard.

It wouldn't budge.

Whoever was outside had locked it from the hallway.

“Who's out there? Sinton, is that you?!”

She had always thought Simon was a lunatic.

But if he wanted to teach her a lesson, he'd do it in the open-not in ssneaky, underhanded way like this.

Her instincts screamed that this wasn’t Simon.

It had to be Wendy and her daughter.

They were trying to trap her. Force her into a corner. Use something against her to make her agree to settle.

And right now, there was a very real chance someone was waiting for her inside this room.

Someone they had sent.