Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier) novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221 

“When have I ever lied to you?” Lily grabbed her glass on the coffee table and went to the kitchen to wash it. 

Hazel followed closely behind. “What about that fashion design thing you studied? Which company do you work for? 

“I studied interior design, and I work as a design assistant at Lupler,” Lily repeated for the umpteenth tline, explaining her college major again. 

But Hazel wasn’t really interested in what Lily had actually studied. “Why should I care about that? What I want to know is your job has nothing to do with Terence, right? 

Lily placed the cleaned glass onto a tray to drain. She fell silent briefly, unsure of how to respond, but Hazel interrupted her with an angry outburst. 

“Does it have something to do with him? Did he arrange your job? Lily, do you have no shame? If you want a job, can’t you just ask Xavier for help?” 

In Hazel’s mind, a woman should rely on a man to survive. If a man forbade something, a woman should never do it, and she certainly shouldn’t leave her man to ask another one for help. 

The way she looked at Lily made it seem like Lily had committed an unforgivable crime. Yet, she never brought up Xavier’s affair. 

“Do you still want to stay here?” Lily asked, struggling to keep her emotions in check, her voice trembling. “If you’re staying, keep your mouth shut and don’t interfere with my business!” 

With that, she turned and walked toward the room. 

Hazel followed her. “I” 

“Even if you’re not staying, don’t interfere with my life. From now on, whatever happens to me, whether I live or die, whether it’s good or bad–it’s none of your business! 

Lily suddenly stopped and said slowly, malding sure her words were clear. She thought she had made herself clear, but Hazel always acted as if she didn’t understand. 

“Are you cutting ties with us? After all these years of raising you..” 

Lily slammed the door of her room, cutting off Hazel’s voice. 

Catching the hint, Hazel stopped complaining and returned to her room. 

1. m. The silence that followed was eerie. It was so quiet that even the faintest sound could be 

heard. 

The room felt war with the heating turned on despite the cold winter. Lily sat on the carpet by her bed, dressed in cotton pajamas. 

She held a ring in her hand. She had taken it off after her last visit to the exhibition manor. The ring had been bought with Xavier’s money, but she hadn’t returned 

In Lily’s heart, the ring represented exactly what Xavier did. Wearing it felt like facing a mental block that she couldn’t overcome, but she just couldn’t bring herself to throw it away. 

The reluctance she felt was mixed with many complicated emotions. 

Perhaps it was the alcohol talking, but when she first married Xavier, she was hopeful for their future. Every time she saw him, her heart would flutter again. She could almost smell the peach liqueur lingering in the air.