The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 676

**TITLE: My Wife 676**
**Chapter 676: The Truth Revealed**

He pressed a hand against his chest, his voice thick with stubbornness. “He fooled you!”

This time, Adeline didn’t respond right away. She sank onto the edge of the bed, her eyes rimmed with red, as if the weight of her thoughts had rendered her temporarily speechless. Finally, in a tone barely above a whisper, she confessed, “He did fool me.”

The memory of that night lingered in her mind, a bittersweet echo of intimacy and promises made in the heat of passion. He had vowed to take responsibility, to be there for her, but those words now felt like hollow sweet nothings, spoken without thought. The truth was stark and painful: he had another woman, one he had chosen to build a life with, and now, she was pregnant.

Yet, Adeline couldn’t bring herself to blame him. He hadn’t coerced her; in fact, she had been the one pursuing him that night. Just yesterday, he had saved her life, proving himself to be a good man in a moment of crisis. How could she possibly harbor resentment toward him?

Her voice softened, drifting like a whisper in the wind. “But in my heart, he is still a very good person. I will never blame him.”

Victor felt a sharp pang of frustration twist in his gut. She still insisted on seeing the best in him, despite everything. It was infuriating. He was overcome with a sense of helplessness, knowing that no matter what he said, she was utterly blinded by that scoundrel. Nothing he could utter would penetrate the fog of her affection for him.

After a prolonged silence, he finally managed to say, “If he ever hurts you, you can come to me.”

“You are Lily’s friend. I won’t stand by if you’re being hurt,” he added, his voice firm yet laced with concern.

“Thank you,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

As she spoke, her eyes drifted to a neatly folded set of brand-new women’s clothes resting on the bedside table. She instinctively clutched the edge of the blanket, feeling a sudden rush of vulnerability. “Victor, can you please step out? I need to get dressed.”

“Sure,” he murmured, turning away to give her some privacy.

“Once you’re dressed, I’ll take you home. Norman will be sentenced to at least ten years. I won’t let him get parole, so you don’t need to worry about him hurting you again,” he assured her, hoping to ease her mind.

With that, he didn’t linger any longer. He exited the master bedroom, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on him. He had wanted Adeline to stay for breakfast, to share a moment of normalcy, but she insisted on leaving as soon as she was dressed, refusing his offer to drive her. He could only walk her to the villa gate, feeling a sense of loss wash over him.

“Adeline never seduced me. She has someone she loves. You shouldn’t be recklessly spreading slander about her!” he declared, his voice rising with indignation.

Marilyn’s heart sank at Victor’s fierce defense of Adeline. It only fueled her hatred further. Years ago, she had stumbled upon Adeline’s diary at the Zach family home. She remembered the words, the confessions of a long-standing crush on Victor. Adeline was plotting to steal him away, and now it seemed she was succeeding!

Fear gripped her as she thought about the truth of that night. She couldn’t let Victor become more entangled with Adeline, and she certainly wouldn’t admit to him that Adeline had feelings for him.

Tears welled in her eyes, her voice thick with emotion. “How am I slandering her? If there was nothing going on between you two, would she be leaving your villa looking like that? Victor, I am carrying your son! I feel sick all the time because of this pregnancy. Instead of staying with me and caring for me, you fool around with that disgusting mistress! How can you do this to me? You’re a heartless man! You’ve hurt me and our baby so much. We will never forgive you!”

She whirled around to glare at Adeline, her eyes blazing with fury. “There are so many men in the world. Why do you have to steal mine? Does being a shameless mistress make you happy? You are so dirty, so cheap, so disgusting! Your child will be ashamed of you! I will never forgive you for interfering in my relationship with Victor!”

Adeline’s complexion paled at Marilyn’s vicious tirade. The words cut deep, but she was no pushover. She didn’t seek trouble, but she was resolute in standing her ground.