Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier) novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397 

“your hand is injured How can you work?” Hayden asked, his yoke filledwali concern 

Lily looked up at him, her face pale. “It’s fine 11 Lean‘ design amor, I’ll find another job.” 

She felt like het life was over. She had an endless manage with no hope in sight. Now, her teams of working in design was thattered, and she might never be able to do it again. Was this the outcome Xavier had wanted to see? Her le secard destined to fall apart because of him! 

she had deliberately tarnished her reputation to make Xavier think she was no longer pure. If she did this, maybe he would divorce her. After all, he cared deeply about her purity. “Don’t worry, Lily. You’ll always have me,” Hayden said without hesitation. “Take a lot of money! 

Litored out a smile that looked more painful than tears. “Okay Does it hurt? 

She reached out with her left hand and gently touched the bruise on his cheek. Ite winced and shook his head. 

“It doesn’t hurt. Does your injury burt? The nurse sent some ice. Let me apply it to your face.” 

The cold winter as filled the ward, but the areas where she had been hit still burned painfully. The ice felt soothing against her skin. 

Lay lay back on the bed, taking the ice from him and pressing it against her face. “1’s getting late, You should sleep‘ 

“I’m notured Hayden sat down on a chair next to her without hesitation 

“Even you’re not tired, you should sleep. How can you have the energy to care for me tomorrow if you don’t?” 

She motioned for him to be down and get some rest. Indeed, with her hand like this, she needed someone to care for her. Who else could it be but Hayden? 

Hayden immediately obeyed, turning to lie down 

Lityumed her back to him, hing still. As soon as she settled, tours began to tall. The bat tears slid down her ears and dampened her pillow. 

Crying was useless, but she had nothing else she could do. 

The feeling of helplessness and anxiety gnawed at her heart. The whole night, she encouraged herself in her breakdowns, trying to heal, only to fall apart again and again. 

In the morning, the nurse came to check on her, took her temperature, and explained when she would need to get her IV drip, then left. 

Hayden sat on the bed beside her, looking at her swollen eyes, which looked the walnuts. 

Only then did he realize that Lily had spoken to him last night to comfort him. She hadn’t been able to get past that hurdle herself 

That hurdle the one where she could no longer design. It had been her dream since university. How could she just let go of it with a lew words?