A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure

Chapter 393: My Heart Dies with My Love

After a long time, he chooses to open the door.

Flame comes into his sight as soon as he enters. Jessie has lit a painting in her hand with a lighter, and

the fire is quite fierce. Astounded, he runs over.

He rids Jessie of the burning painting in her hand, hurriedly covers it with his coat and finally puts the

fire out. Then he heaves a sigh of relief and scolds her gloomily, "You don't want your fucking life, do

you?"

Jessie doesn't look at him. She just lowers her head and stares at the coat on the ground.

"That day, he came to deliver food to me. He was in good shape, so I asked him to be my model. I

didn't know why, but gradually I found myself painting another man's portrait. When he saw it, he asked

me who the man was."

Finally it dawns on Leigh that she is talking about the painting. Now he seems to have understood

something.

"I answered, 'He's a man I loved. But from now on, he's dead, and I won't fall in love anymore.'"

Jessie's eyes are empty without a trace of light, and her tone does not fluctuate.

Leigh stands there, with his entire body stiffened.

Jessie moves her hand and it gets rid of his hands. She doesn't look at him at all. She walks towards

the bed, lifts the covers and sinks inside, as if she had been always alone in the room.

Standing where he is, Leigh moves his fingers. Then he squats down and removes the coat. The

painting is charred.

He wipes it clean with his hands, and sees the man's facial features that haven't been burnt. He sees

the man's affectionate eyes and his leisurely smile. He is actually the man himself!

Leigh feels unbearable pain in his heart. His fingers that hold the painting are trembling.

It turns out that Jessie has never painted another man.

It is him who she loves, and it is him who she always paints.

...

Over the past two months, with her powerful diplomacy and the support of the Krislier family, Lily has

managed to rope in all the politicians and celebrities on the list. But there is one exception, a man

named Macit.

Though this guy is in cloth trade, unlike those politicians, he is also on the list and therefore very

important.

Lily has communicated with Macit for multiple times in the past half a month. She even negotiates with

Macit with the formulas of some difficult-to-dye fabric, but Macit is still indifferent.

He hints at the end of the conversation. "Ms. Lily, I really want to do business with you, but I can't do

anything about it, given that the other party can offer more valuable things."

"Who is the other party?"

"I don't know. This is something Ms. Lily should investigate by yourself."

After hanging up, Lily frowns.

Even if those politicians and celebrities support Jonathan, they know more or less that John is Burnell's

favorite and is likely to win. Otherwise, she wouldn't have convinced them so easily.

The capitalists put their interests first. They either support whoever has the greatest advantage, or just

bide their time. Anyway, they won't support Jonathan so obviously, which is against John's interest.

Apart from Jonathan, who else doesn't want John to regain the right to succeed?

Thinking about these vexed things, Lily is so distracted that she fails to hear any knocks on the door.

Neither does she notice John come in until a bowl of hot soup is placed in front of her.

"I cooked the pigeon soup just now." John sits beside her. It makes his heart ache to see her pale face.

"Did Macit refuse you again?"

"Yes." Lily sighs. She rubs her temples with her slender fingers. "He told me that someone has bribed

him to refuse to sign the document, but he won't tell me who it is."

John says, "Never mind if he doesn't sign it. Don't worry too much. It's not good for the babies if your

emotions are unstable."

Hearing this, Lily touches her belly.

She's more than three months pregnant, and she's expecting twins, but her belly hasn't got that big.

Secretly, she monitors the fetal heartbeat every night, and it is normal. Otherwise, she would have

been worried.

Lily picks up the pigeon soup and takes a sip. She says to him, "If he doesn't agree, we'll use other

methods. Sometimes, in order to win, bad methods need be used."

"You've already thought of this move, so you asked me to find his information?" John asks.

"I want to make alternate plans. I didn't expect that someone would bribe him." This sudden situation

also surprises Lily. "He has been in business for so many years, so it's impossible for him to hide all his

weaknesses."

She asks again, "Have you found all the information about Macit?"

"Victor is sorting it out. It will be sent to your phone in the afternoon." John scratches her nose with his

hand. "You're really getting more skilled. I've no idea who has trained you so well."

He realizes something wrong as soon as he finishes speaking, his expression changing slightly.

Something also flashes through Lily's eyes. She instantly purses her lips and smiles, "Dealing with

these politicians will definitely change the way one thinks and speaks. Have you forgotten that humans

are the most advanced animals? We learn everything quickly."

John smiles unnaturally, "Yes, you're right."

"How are you doing?" Lily suitably changes the topic and asks worriedly, "Is your heart still aching?"

"It seldom aches, and I don't cough blood anymore." John's voice is gentle and deep. "The doctor said

that I can live for another half a year if I take the medicine on time and keep a stable mood."

Lily becomes so sad that she can't even drink the pigeon soup.

She says quietly, "I'm sorry. If I had been more cautious, I wouldn't have allowed Jonathan to reach his

schemes, and the laboratory wouldn't have..."

"It was not your fault, Lily." John strokes her long, soft hair. "Jonathan is crafty and ruthless, and you've

known that for long. It won't work however careful you are."

Lily moves her lips and wants to say something else. The man puts his finger on her lips and shakes

his head. "Lily, there's really no need to blame yourself. With you by my side, I'll be very satisfied even

if it's just half a year."

"But I want you to live longer." Lily's eyes are sour.

In revenge for Chloe, she followed him determinedly to Country Y to use him to defeat Jonathan. She

also cares about him and has no wish to see him die young.

But she is unable to find anyone to turn to.

"Don't cry. Don't cry." Seeing her suddenly shed tears, John feels heartache and helplessness. "What if

the babies also cry? I've still got half a year, and hope will probably appear then."

Lily suddenly cries out in alarm and covers her belly. "The babies seem to have kicked me."

"Really?" John carefully touches her belly. It is very flat. He can't help but worry, "You've been pregnant

for more than three months. Why is it still so flat?"

Lily smiles, "It's OK. I measure their heartbeat rate every night. It's very normal. Perhaps they absorb

nutrients slowly and grow slowly. But after seven or eight months, my belly will become so big as if

there were balloons inside."

John is a little confused by all of this. "Why are you so clear about it? Have you ever been pregnant

before?"

"I consulted it in the parenting website."

"No, we should go to the hospital to have a pregnancy test. It's safer." John says. His eyes linger on

her flat belly.

He hesitates for a moment before raising his head to ask Lily, "Could I hear their heartbeat?"

He asks so carefully that Lily almost agrees. Yet she refuses a few seconds later. "I'm a little sleepy,

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A trace of disappointment flashes past John's eyes. But soon he smiles and says, "Then take a good

rest. I'm leaving."

"OK."

After John leaves, Lily looks at her belly without touching it anymore. She is afraid that too much

touching would cause the umbilical cord to wrap around the babies' neck.

She knows that John really wants to support her and her babies, but she only wants to compensate, so

that he can be in good health and have his own life, instead of treating her as his entire world.

These children belong to her and Louis. No matter how many conflicts she has had with Louis, that

man should have the right to know their existence.

She will raise the children herself if he claims in person that he doesn't want them.

For the past two months, Lily has been busy with things and has no time to care about anything else.

Now with the sudden thought of him, her heart feels sour and uncomfortable.

How's he doing?

Has he found a new girlfriend and thrown her cat away?